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An Imperfect Shakespheare...

 
Although,  Time
stills for none...

One must wonder
plunderin' within
these emotions
swirl me under...

Will thou giveth
of thee, one heartfelt
moment in mine...?

Cover,  the embattled scars
marred by a battered see

Sayeth...
Doth thou covet me
as assuredly as one does thee?

Whilst thou cover me...

Thine might, a once broken
light-soul...a hole in
heart, tethered to thee
now shredded,  apart...

As a myriad of mystic forces
courses thee expressed mind vyin'
to adhere to the warmth
assured by love's bind...

Whilst thou giveth
of thee, a simple fraction
a second, or one mere
moment in mine?
Written by Poetikmind (_---_)
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