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Carried lone secret up under skin weep,
held tightly emotionally bound weep,
spilling & boiling until somewhere around nineteen -
tear stains never slow within downpours of rain,
memories remnants...
I do hope refrain;
one must admit I've hardly enjoyed profuse harbors,
building up skyscrapers to battle in armor;
stuck upon opposing side,
whose righteousness started spoiling mine mind;
eschewing verbal ammunition bits,
come by prolific wits,
molded confetti into suit of chain mail bliss -
baring none worry drenched by dehisce,
a promise I make one word of this.
YOU ARE READING
Between Actuality & a Psychotic Embrace
PoetryA collection of my own combined styles of - Macro Poetry & QuoteArt, which = MacQuote Poetry. I will try my best to have new additions every week from my on-going-twisted-love-affair of writing poetry. For all the support and encouragements you al...
