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A Lover's Soliloquy...Many worlds shall tell; I remember everything I could have been places I could have gone History spat me into the future I am an organic story my setting is in the past, sentenced to soldier on The unseen part of me deepest down in the burrows of my soul, this terror I unleash with the dawn I can only be as monster as you are those your lies ricochet sparking up inferno blowing loud my horn, On top of hills I climb to be heard, these screams will swallow the distance, a trembling cry my own Like a descending band of robbers, this mind is fixed; it will storm down till it leaves you in frown Wear it put it on let it show the dress you have hid all that you pretended, never wanted shown Stand there and hear me burn feel my flames blaze, I come from the house of words like these I send, All life I feel mortified having stood by you in time even in the cold nights I kept it stretched my hand, In the cradle where it lies now it dies, why you promised to be there to help me find my way till the end How like the club my brains you have splattered into the careless world, an area no time can ever mend But like the cold I will chill all your warmth, by saying this derision I bring to your day winter's fiend, A most punishing night where no other day can bring thee to rest, as you have left me buried in sand Beating to stop is the heart torn like sport a manner in which yours deserves catcalls from all the land… Running about in circles is a mind that once ran free in bliss, in that comfort you crashed and shook Left me full on rage the kind that wields typhoons should I have to care or sail on like Captain Cook The horizon just might hand me the sword I need to avenge my inners those you picked out with a hook Left bear, there for the world to scoff yet motif in all this has found you no less than a slanderous gook Forever you sang we will be now forever I write about the heart if only you could but only lied and took Its fountain of carefree love now only may it love before it rethinks every passion now with closer look, No forever and always my heart's love never to start another new thing before a read of this book! Avantgarde Poetry S.H
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