Mirror broken, shard's outspoken
Piercing, rupturing, into her heart
No prisoners taken, her life token
Devoured his latest thirst fulfilled
Appetite quenched, now plied art
As sly innuendoes, master skilled
A journeyman of no consequence
Thoughts brims, he can only blart
Ill poised, insecure, inconsequent
Others taken in by this false farce
So he waits on others info to part
As his truth found, is more sparse
What life, left inside of her, awaits
Her wounds heal, new life to start
Takes note of his narcissistic traits
Waits her turn, given no objection
A fury unfurled onto this dim clart
Fulfils a dream, of pure perfection
You can vent, but you just can’t scream,
Inside is a fire but referred to as a cream,
Without thinking, you only know the mean,
Dismissing the callous, rowdy and unclean.
You don’t seem to shake off the scant,
And its with the clad and landed slant,
That you are laid and made, with bound,
So where is the reasoned able sound?
Holding your feelings in, you astound,
Filtering the pure, absorbing the towned,
Leaving the stalwart, ascorbic and austere,
You wonder why therefore are radii fear.
Leave alone the grandiose and the dart,
Possibly historical, not new and sharp, clart,
The shocking may not be evasive and intrusive,
So look in here, the argument is abusive.
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