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FREE CEE lack and true
LACK AND TRUE It’s that ache That odious old ache The ache that breaks my stride And derides me with immediacy implied An ache that holds me subjected to surrender To recollect the tender touch of timidity And finesse finely focused upon fluidity With all the magic enticement can so miraculously make That is what an apathetic truth is apt to take And oh that ache It’s an ache that tastes of the forsaken And what, by torturous tactics, is too untimely taken exile executed by the exodus of extreme enticement and the luster of lilac liquidity with the intrusive end to ambiguity When life and loneliness seem synonymous An ache which makes one ache to be annihilated or anonymous And subjectivity seems not so subtly strenuous The steadfast ache that throbs with tremulous devotion Effecting every intrepid inference within emotion An ache for which there is no repentance Nor is there, By cessation, Any sort or sign of near acceptance But then I remember the place in which you placed me When fear finally face to faced me The last land wherein I would ere belong And yes state I These memories of mine are mournfully and ever strong And everything is now so errantly and urgently wrong As I languishingly linger aside languid Loneliness Lake Damn that god forsaken ache That blatantly brutish and bruising ache Curse it for a demon’s sake …………………That ache © 2009… cee!
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