A Total Lunar Eclipse
Proped amid her mid morning's springtide shade exiting
Swift the dagger's breeze; an entering, it's blade to slice away
This beauty as bound another day tis, a fleshly thing ? His world
Having already viewed their brailes silhouetted crimson script: deaf
Dumb and blind ten thousand times tomorrow's just, the rewind
In blurry lines his sandman's eyes escaping ? Clearing one's throat
Reading through here we go her Marilyn Monroe sixty years past, lights....
Asking, is that chanel number five ? Stuff their live come here baby girl, swirl.
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