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Stricken

My eyes wander across the lush and subtle valleys that embrace the creases in her smiling eyes. Illuminated with a connecting glance, fires of eternal genetics can not easily be subdued by reason...nor put a far by persecution. The nervous tension could not possibly be a figment of my own anxiety. Based off of thoughts about failure from inherit design, I have broken too many promises already. The folding pedals of silk embraces have withered in my attention, My care and desire to place delicate offerings of faith, replaced by a greed and desire for self gratification. I have been stricken Stricken down by the idea of who I am, And the promises I can keep.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 6/9/2012 8:25:00 AM
Wonderfully written poetry Matthew. Thank you for sharing. Have a super weekend. Love, Carol
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