WRITE NIGHT I
Vs. Pohfig aka Pent uP
Sterling Silver
Patience aroused- waiting for a purpose in life,
Symbolic clouds shroud every emotion of right.
Tears fade over hills to fill overs that talk,
Masking the way I feel about being who I am not.
Worried for death, awaits my glory to fail,
Losing sight at best as I feel I'm writing my story thru braille.
Contingent alignments driving my mind off a cliff,
Galactic surprises with every thought solar eclipsed.
Made it to the sun rise for the moment of life,
Everyone in sight- on one knee "would u do me the honor of being my wife"
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WP
Po'ethics
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