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I'll find you in the pockets of discarded history-

I'll find you in the pockets of discarded history--
Growing grasping roots and perforating thorns.
I'll pull you out, forcefully,
And savor the vermeil spread of your faults.
I'll relish the wretched, wanton wailing 
That shall befall us both,
As I obliterate the love that has spurred me 
Into this ineluctable malevolence.
Sometimes, I'd yearn for your demise and mine
That I'd forge elaborate schemes 
To release me from your addictive memories;
Yet, on lonesome moments, 
I succumb to the commiserating world
Of anarchic slumber and permissive inanity;
Thereby, permitting vacuoles of regret to creep
Into each instance of enforced indifference. "Tarnished"

I'll find you in the pockets of discarded history--
Growing grasping roots and perforating thorns.
I'll pull you out, forcefully,
And savor the vermeil spread of your faults.
I'll relish the wretched wailing 
That shall befall us both,
I'll find you in the pockets of discarded history--
Growing grasping roots and perforating thorns.
I'll pull you out, forcefully,
And savor the vermeil spread of your faults.
I'll relish the wretched, wanton wailing 
That shall befall us both,
As I obliterate the love that has spurred me 
Into this ineluctable malevolence.
Sometimes, I'd yearn for your demise and mine
That I'd forge elaborate schemes 
To release me from your addictive memories;
Yet, on lonesome moments, 
I succumb to the commiserating world
Of anarchic slumber and permissive inanity;
Thereby, permitting vacuoles of regret to creep
Into each instance of enforced indifference. "Tarnished"

I'll find you in the pockets of discarded history--
Growing grasping roots and perforating thorns.
I'll pull you out, forcefully,
And savor the vermeil spread of your faults.
I'll relish the wretched wailing 
That shall befall us both,
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