Lanes, lines, and stop signs
were made for the weak of heart.
Those of us who know better,
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Pathos crowns the ever sensitive heart’s skin,
Oozing not blood, nor sweat but matrimonied words;
Elevating serrated hope, acceptance and esteem,
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Every unfisted feeling precipitating.
Fickled secret abandons its watermark.
Garnished grip of unconquered bliss,
Heroically jockeying to succeed,
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To sleepwalking give in,
kindly new tales let’s spin.
Write songs on silver screen,
swallow thunderous grin.
Sink in under his skin
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nine levels up does go the master poem
Four girls dancing on a sheep’s knuckle bone
An umbrella of fog thick as oil
Twirling beneath the moon’s silvery tone
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