If you decide to turn from my combustable heart
And the cinders of my words let loose,
remember I had to burn the burden of this noose;
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Watching leaves shiver
from every hollow gust
I turned my back:
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I speak of all wilted things as my being
To believe a rose dissipated in the cold
Will never grow the same in the spring,
To feel as the wave does split by all it touches?
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I wish for you to bed yourself upon my verses,
For, the passionate tyranny of each line set up it's net
And, in the distance between the parallels of each word,
You will then find me...
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The light would not,
Fight for the deepest root,
As the scent of my wooden soul,
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You and your meteor of a heart...
You fragile fire,
Why does the sun in the sky
Suddenly put you out?
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I know what you are my dear
I know subdued solace behind your steel doors and sword fences
The shine of metal only cuts inward of wood
Tell me can your splintering heal? ...
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I am a balloon,
Or, so it may seem,
light in step and transparent.
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I cannot comprehend,
Things from an inanimate point of view;
How a vase can become precious,
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There is a nuisance in this seemingly mindful world
How suddenly in a reverie, a vein tries to breathe
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