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Are you really mine?
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Are you really mine...
deepest of the deep
sheepest of the sheep,
nothingness in my head
pityful pretender,
Are you really mine,
pretty thing that you are
fading inside
as roses do in autumns...
Are you really born of my skin
are you really
born son of my blood,
daughter of my sin,
child of my hope
hanging
by the slippery edge of the rope,
being of my beings
creature with a thousand arms
legs and eyes glued together
selling smiles to strangers
also known as angels
somewhere between letters
linking the soft bones of I
back together,
Are you really mine,
god of kisses
king on the throne of despair
and queen of the hive
trying to keep my microworld
alive,
Dragon spitting flames
in your lair
and sorcerer giving names
to happenings of nature,
Love of my loves
and curse of all curses
thing that must be
and must be not,
Mercy of all mercyes
forbidding the knot,
Are you really mine,
or are you not?
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