Havoc, hand of a chassis piquantly
stilting my heart, enamoured in the
armour; trapped in restless Amor.
Torch, spasms envelope my truant
breath, clouded softly in shrouds of
ashes; arctic nerves ember to red.
Pain, slivers in agonizing harmony
crack my ribs, trumpeting silence
seethes, draws crimson of victory.
I feel.
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