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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required and I feel awakened from this dream... 7 am, I feel startled, alone, inhibited - I want to scream !! & Shout to Zeus and Hera "this heir we no longer share" a bloodclot of feelings through these veins, this heart which still wants You my Kinshala Blue... but please don't get me wrong for I'll keep singing yr song inside my daisied head where black sparrows now have fed... for I sense impending ending before there was beginning and question my own ability to govern love to thee my Kinshala, Blue, I'll be... almost better to not have seen yr eyes and ears between those dimples 'round yr face your memory never to erase... but recall as someone true whom I've loved but under-grew with bitter barbs to regret till some uncertain future's set... which I still hope for (but am now crying) I can't stop the world (or stop trying) for at least I've finally met My Kinshala dream - a Gift (most don't even get): to touch their Other hand till we return once more to sand.... ------------------------------------------- Can't stop writing (and won't)... cause I've spun a final tear to this sad life I've wrote for now on In, Kinshala - who I hoped to join in love so true Kinshala Blue: can't pine for You Can't burn or smolder till we get older... cause from what I've learned from this harsh world is that the sun don't rise and set for just one girl... and I hate to be so blunt but I might just end this hunt for Love and I just seem to miss like cupid's arrow inside a kiss... and one last verse I'll add, in hope to reverse my seemingly unending curse: please remember me as one who was gentle, with truth to see and please Kinshala, please lend to me the answer of the Master Key so that I might One Day attempt to free the One True Love that has eluded Me...
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