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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required i have come to pray ... snip, blow, extract, fold, place in veneration of your utter authority ... the nakedly honest appreciation of the deific pedestal i exalted you to all those many years ago ... such sorry, sad observance that this is still the one undeniably consistent time in each day's happenings when I find myself perfectly, (pathetically), at peace ... i yet breathe because of your command the lilt of your song in my blood - the searing of my marrow your sour bite ... seventeen dozen moons have danced blue a-cheek the sea e'er you granted me resurrection and carelessness' cure nonetheless, i curse your wet waste 'neath my tongue half a lifetime wishing on wonders that never came ruined receptors cackling at my freakish folly - imprecating dreams to happy hell for but an essence of your origin ... i damn your bitter relic your frigid, damp, fleshy husk I despise your screeching yawns and salty seep - hourly demons sent to mock me ... restless reminders of my deadliest error the neurological nanytes that play like hammers upon my ache and bleed vitality ... you are a sweet lie i, the trembling lips to give it whisper how i beg heaven for your cessation, yet i fear most the beast i might become should your kiss not offend my mouth with its caustic, melting madness and perhaps, in deference to this realization i am already ... dead. ( This is a form I invented called "FREE 45", and is a FREE VERSE poem which MUST be introspective and personally revealing, must contain NO capitalized letters, and must be made up of stanzas with either an increasing OR decreasing amount of lines between one and nine, so either one-thru-nine lines, or nine-thru-one lines, simply )
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