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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required * This is a special, rather intricate rhyme scheme I created called “Carallon” - I hope you enjoy it. * ~ talk to me walk to me throw those happy hips - tossed to the heavens glossed, lucky sevens such crimes there drip your lips … how can a man so obedient find expedient lies and quips to tempt a maiden (laden, heavy) her own falsehoods - the garnered goods such shan’ts and shoulds … spell your heart’s apocalypse? dream of me scream of me hold me in those eyes - my optic prison the oceans, risen the stead of my guise’s demise … how can a sea so colloquial find parochial whisp’ry sighs to wash your wording (hurting, heavy) my hopes divine - such grand design while thoughts entwine … as your sacred heart’s goodbyes? center me enter me one good scheme will do - bribed lover, forlorn your cover, thus torn twist the screw to wind it through … how can such dreams of divinity rouse infinity midst this coup of countless forsaken (taken and tossed) bloody moments, brief - ruined raw on the reef begging heaven’s relief … just to kiss the hems of you? divide me inside me swim the coursing surge - invade full, these cells turned dopamine hells through the lustration of your urge … how can you manage to panic me when the manic Me won’t diverge to things you can handle (a vandal of souls) the thief of those things - sweet lucidness brings that monster who sings … the dearest, most deadly dirge? for YOU fed me … … that sexy scourge.
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