She Is My Love

she is my love not another chance to take me we are aimed above anything you can't break me pushing through this shove an alibi to fake me never put it under above try to shake me loosen up your grip one man does or never dies must have been an slip as is your wondering whys lucidity begins just a drip from your eyes hollowing sips masterful in pawning disguise revolving chamber doors sifting sands onto time conclusions so adorned reading between the lines manic depressive scorn riddled scorching words blind lessons learning forlorn spoken to be an rhyme ? ... .. . not 100% sure about the take on the rules on this one 1st attempt at sumn like this some dah dah dah contest sumn bout counting sylable contest uhm ok then ?
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Pigeon Tart Avatar
December 21, 2017 at 9:48 AM
Giggles :) love the poem. I share your hes hes hes-itation.
Stars Avatar
December 21, 2017 at 10:19 AM
guess this means you know nothing of sylable counters ... wonder if you can clean fish on an syllables countertop... oration indeed ... button them buttons before you leave our box next time ha ha ... hey ... thanks for sharing another piece of your ... you ...
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