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Stupor
Youth I say now, How? Is it possible renascent. One cannot understand, one cannot remake. Can one pay for others crimes and mistakes? So sad to remember the impact just now . For decades have passed of imperious vows. I feel it, I taste it, I see it, I hear it. I breath the foul aroma, the stink. Are their perpatrators who go free at the expense of you and me. We sink. Oh regret, go away I beg. Be not a dwelling place in me. Resileant be the ability. Cairn is past. Sprit fly free. Mirror, I searched and examined and gazed. Realizing such I admired youth and all its desires. But who am I now? No longer scanty. I'll become an inducement, I will yield Do I long for discreet thoughts somewhere burried? Why bother now? If indignity I have married. Now aware of what comes to my brain, I take a bag and breathe laaborously. Recalling words said to me "My tender If only I knew". It is finished. I am sorry. Going in shame. Knowing I'll never be the same. No please not yet. Pushing shouting..oh no! Enveloped in sweat, an oh so gentle pain. Back up! stop! oh yes. Oh touch, oh surprize, oh the eyes. The insincere show of such love. While I die, yes just die. And yet corneous still abides as I run to my closet to hide.
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