She is a mirror,
Moving to and fro,
In her,
I see me,
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Once upon a time when the fair maid Earth was made,
She was all green with fresh springs to wash her.
So beautiful was she and serene.
And men who lived with her loved her.
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That initial snort at addicts,
And boastful promise of self Control,
When hooked up to the powerful Charmer, Facebook.
Then comes the burning curiosity To see how,
And to feel the sensation it Creates.
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Myopic mortals:
Beyond the nostrils they cannot see
Throwing stones and fragments of lies
At souls quivering in self hate.
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As youthful dew begins to
descend on me,
Then paths divide before my eyes,
And I stand,
My thoughts in disarray,
Seeking escape,
Dragging the broom of choice.
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They say love is a gamble.
Place your bet on it and you lose.
Play to lose and you win.
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Thatches hug one another in hot union.
Locks of hair hang loose on the sides. The scent of its earth sweat, fills my nostrils.
The smell of earth, so sweet an aroma. And i salivate.
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Thou has searched me and known me,
The rising and sitting of my heels,
My thoughts thou knew from a far.
My path you surround
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Little drops that don't call for umbrella,
Naughty fellows.
But they can melt every heart except a beast's.
Salty little eye drops I say.
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Though you whip me with words,
And say you see through me with glistering eyes,
Though my back be bent with your hate.
And you show hopelessness to my eye,
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