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Premature
The toll of too early perforating another's;
That of thy lover's
so immaculate soul?
Too uneasy are we each of our own true role.
I favored what I saw,
And'll savor what I may maw.
Yet, further 'neath lies what my heart could never surmise:
Something just as profound as the sunrise,
So enigmatic, yet without truly giving rise
To the mise of my own eyes,
Which let out unending cries
Telling me "break ties, break ties!"
As unfamiliar bodies collide,
A tainting occurs inside.
That of thy lover's
so immaculate soul?
Too uneasy are we each of our own true role.
I favored what I saw,
And'll savor what I may maw.
Yet, further 'neath lies what my heart could never surmise:
Something just as profound as the sunrise,
So enigmatic, yet without truly giving rise
To the mise of my own eyes,
Which let out unending cries
Telling me "break ties, break ties!"
As unfamiliar bodies collide,
A tainting occurs inside.
Published 6th Dec 2013
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