I Pledge Allegiance to My Life... by BRIANNA ROSE BURTON Her grave prime with roses she devours her allegiance as death grimly watches her disguise She showers with her ordinance, tear-stained...
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Come, Sweet Death by BRIANNA ROSE BURTON Come, sweet death, into the arms of my embrace. Embrace, sweet dream, all myself inside yourself. Dream sweetly, death, of my return into your...
Dream Catch Me by BRIANNA ROSE BURTON You would dream catch me free-falling into ambrosia until the very smell of this ointment would only stench. And I, a hyperbole for your pages, would...
Nightingale by BRIANNA ROSE BURTON My nightingale sings of passing flesh, which daily sought to find itself in lover's eyes, to time, it seemed no less than transient, but loving endless below...
Self-love by BRIANNA ROSE BURTON Burn The hate Flames of love And true desire Into the arms of Disprized calamity So that I may see and feel The prized devotion of self-love And know truly...
Cycle by BRIANNA ROSE BURTON Silence. A temperament of vast degree. Simplicity. We breathe it in. For life is a cycle of sentiments, a razor hook that dulls over time. Scattered before us are...