sorrow / solemn sound (yell loud)
i
exhort
myself upon you, your
mercies
rampant love / and vicious want
i lie
just to get
what
i deserve.
everything colors its /own self
wild(ly)
throwing paint
and asking my heart (questions)
you
will not find.
i /
will be bold,
with
or (without)
you.
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