City of Avarice

Platitudes on mountain corpses still Smoke from abandoned window sills Pay reverence to wallowing souls in pity Tainted winds over fields of white lily.   Design to resurrect dragon flowers of old From the breasts of a scarred lonely cuckold Denigrated children scamper in wild games As the city lavishes in rustic Avarice's flames.  ... Continue Reading →

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