Wilting Crave
Phase your days in twisted pairs
One to try my stricken heart and
the second to defeat all else
And press the hoards to see your way
a brass construct defined as gold,
a shiny crest enshrined as told
Appease the ones who drive the worst
of hidden loves denied the light
A shoddy roof that knows no sun
A puzzling quiz without a maze
Entrust a me to all of you
a wavy strain that tries your gaze
a simple trust that prays and wants
Choose your best in bustling grips
To wrestle free, ensures we love,
to stay denied recounts our past
Say it now and see them cringe
They know not love
unless we sync,
The twist they crave
can never wilt
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