Upward Lonelies

of Seed-Strangle and Pretenders

Upward Lonelies a digital artpiece by Author

Is the bad news ever life to me
breath to breath, plans embedded
Can harm be like a wife to me
deeply accepted, softly wedded?

Who would husband such a journey
Who would plant its seeds
Why would any drink it down
this world of life that bleeds?

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If you paint for me even one thing which is true, perhaps I’ll be tempted to consider two. I tell tales poetically, someone else needs to set them to music.

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If you paint for me even one thing which is true, perhaps I’ll be tempted to consider two. I tell tales poetically, someone else needs to set them to music.