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Demolition Lovers
Let's kill this world and call it justice.
You with your intellect, sharp like a bullet in the brain.
My own weapon, my looks, dulling even as we speak.
Still we carry on, and strive to control
our own lives,
in order to excell at what we will never know
is the rest of our lives.
You're my demolitionist, pure and youthful,
but I will always be your assassin,
chaotic and wiser with experience.
We are demolition lovers, and we will be
nothing but who we are.
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Is it that the words touch the soul to make it quiet or is it that the poem in total excels at being overly humanly emotional, or too outre to be touched (or) all of the above and more - LOL & Hugs - Lady A