Poetry20i'm faltering with words, my head is congested with false implications, & improbable hopes, my heart is mislead, i am at a loss, this situation is lose, lose, & i'm sure to be left detached, hours will slide into days, & days into weeks, weeks will melt into months, & months will perish into years, until we are perfect again.Poetry20
Poetry19hearts never break even, one or the other afflicted, & you're striving just to reach a hand, just to hold an authentic commodity, in which you can trace your fingers down it's spine, & intertwine your fingers in the others, you've got a hesitant heart, you know this wont break even, but you're just trying to build a better place, an immaculate atmosphere, that will seize our every anxiety, & soothe us all our burdens, we are defective, ignorant & inattentive, we will flourish in time, we can not necessitate our design.Poetry19
Poetry18We always dissapoint the ones we love, through dissapointments we grow, we reconcile for our wrong doings, and form a constant mechanism for restoring the relationship, we are heavy hearted and made more absolute, we are strong willed and unearthed, i'll bury myself inside of you, bury yourself inside of me, i'll turn my insides out for you.Poetry18
Poetry17You conclude that diversification is inevitable? i fancy you just never tested this is refinement this is evolution but your sence of belligerences is far from adequate your bellicose eyes foreboding here is no longer impervious quite the fabrication this fable you have here i was searching for the fidelity in your ever marred benevolence i see what you're suppressing for i am far accustomed to seeing through deceptive eyes end this masquerade bound this hell furnished hole you are futile to my living futile to my entity we were once perpetuaPoetry17
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