A scion Hitler - A coin slither - Hairnets coil - A ethnics roil
Lacier hint so - Tailor niches - Tailor inches - Chaos lintier
Ration chisel - Raisin clothe - Caloric thin - Caner his toil
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This isn't even a poem, I don't even know what it is
I just wanted to say, to share, to be seen by someone
to be understood in miniscule, if possible
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My muscles tense, my tendons raw
can`t seem to control this jaw
just putting it in ink
seem to relinquish the kink
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As above, so below the fray I lay
All encompassing gray
ยจ
This world seems not tailored to fit snugly for me
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Standing
Meandering
Catatonic philandering
even so, hard love forlorn
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When you get captivated
totally encapsulated
undeniably inebriated
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Punchin` bag pine cone
Punchin` pine cone bag
Bag cone punching pine
Cone pine bag punching
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A breath of love
Entangling in the atoms of my whole
Herein above, like a foxglove
A breath of love
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As swiftly as you appeared
you went
before it had even started
I, left here to my own devices
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