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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required My searching eyes become acquainted with the fires of pursuit Until the heartbeat in my pupils beats slower and slower, Gazing into the soul of my own reflection I quiver with silly fear, wondering what he may think of me, Yet well I know he has seen me one and seen me all, Heaven knowing that I am not the only one disenchanted I am embittered by what my reflection believes is soul My figure amassed with tearful frumps of misshapen shame How only my eyes glisten with the power to show my true sorrow, How only my heart soppens with tremulous trepidation Why is this soul I seek so sad? Can I believe that this mass of existence is all my own? In his years of receiving my love cries, I remember now it is too late for us two… He would never gaze the same upon a soul so full of shame He would merely say goodbye, with fatigue…and relief Goodbye you mass of existence Goodbye, friendly mind, whom I see fears every inch of me Goodbye, my friend, you have intrigued me not You have impressed me little with who you really are Goodbye, oh beautiful impulse… You have ruined so many, save I For in caution and disappointment, I hold my ground and lift my feet into the air I have caught your feathers before… And still, the hearts in my eyes forever beat to the pulse of your fickle wings I catch your feathers even now Long after the dust of your departure Settled into the grounds I have acrimoniously kissed
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