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Pain Breeds Beauty
<Speak your melodies
and I'll dream of harmonies
that will someday be befitting
of your artistry
Similarly
Voice your euphony
and I'll dream of poetry
that will someday be worthy
of your flattery,
and lure you into rhapsody -
pure ecstasy with each word
that breathes between the pages
from beneath those eyes
that never cease to critique,
and a breath that reeks of deceit
and deserted dreams that I still cling to
Copyright ©
Rebecca Kiser
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