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''Crumbling''

"I must write often so, I won't crumble . . ."
I must write, or fall into shattered pieces; so, I pen my poems all through the night, oh, my masterpieces . . . I love decay . . . like buildings, walls, grave stones, and the withering- of a word on a page that moans; so, I must pen my sadness that groans, must, must write- so I will not crumble out of sight. ________________________________ May 24, 2019 Poetry/Crumbling Rhyme/"Crumbling" Copyright Protected, ID 19-1146-608-02 All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
My new invented form I call, Crumbling Rhyme

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