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Why does my stomach churn
When you are near ,is it fear
Or love I cannot return, wretched
Am I , fastidious and frenetic face
Behind the fragile glass ,fallen hero,
Hapless and homeless heart,
As you turned away from me,
Berated and bereft, beast and
Bastard, befitting and beset by
Bastions of a beach , and a leach
Hold to a throat, invisible blade
To sever a love that will not die,
Damn the delight of destinies
Day to dance and prance upon
The long string of this puppet
Stuff it , lump it, bring forth
The knives to cut me free, to
See a Sergeant Lee, lead him away,
To see his day... |
