S.J. Perron Poems

Hung in darkness And only when full do I shine.
In a Vacuum of silence frozen, baron, and dry.
Other heavenly lit bodies which I see from here
Course with thermal magma, or bubbling warm blood of all living things, on land and in the seas.
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Over a decade has passed along with our youth since falling in love. A single forever wedded commitment for me,
and thats my limit allowing for no more.
I cant quite seem
to put this ragged heart
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Expectation is the vine from which we grow gorgeous bushels of frustration, and some genius dumped a pickle bucket of miracle grow on mine...🍇
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