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It was a beautiful shadow Burning the grass in her liking But I refuse to let go Despite its smile of lightning The dark parasite so suffocating It grabs and tries and pull her in And my strength has started fading But my grip cannot give For our bond is forever strong The strongest adhesives, ever so envious So if we cannot chase it off Together we'll be lost But this battle is not mine My efforts remain useless Your light has to shine And it'll lie to rest But a catch awaits It will surely return If that light fades So make sure that torch burns |
Wow I am totally lost it this poetry's imperfection! My efforts at mendacity are eluded. The truth will out, beauty is declared flawed, postulate is proven. I am so cultivated with impressions and I do so agree the Torch must burn! | Posted on 2012-09-07 00:00:00 | by DaleP | [ Reply to This ] | |