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The "C" Word
Feet sway methodically
Dreams of empires falling
hand employed by hand
Fuck I miss the movements
the simple joys of devotion
Flesh to flesh
Glazed eyes
Minds melting through the ice
submerged in a tango
Fog takes me by the hand
and I can see
the sun burning
Gliding gears of apparatus
here is me now scorned in
memory
Freed by you
the Cosmos
Dreams of empires falling
hand employed by hand
Fuck I miss the movements
the simple joys of devotion
Flesh to flesh
Glazed eyes
Minds melting through the ice
submerged in a tango
Fog takes me by the hand
and I can see
the sun burning
Gliding gears of apparatus
here is me now scorned in
memory
Freed by you
the Cosmos
Published 5th Jul 2013
| Edited 21st Jul 2013
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