Shock me over

The will of all that is,

that were,

that longs to have each other,

is that forloned effect,

when you had died loving one so obssessively

obtused not by life,

nor love,

nor what ever humor of a horror,

that entails and snares my bone

to no other lover.

๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿค๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿค๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿค๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ˜€

ยฉ oliver a. melendez.

ยฉ all artworks and poetry by ohms / @rstydhude

@Vb 47

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