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The soft sentence placed down !

The writhing words !

Seeking a rhyming mate down the road

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We too

Seek

The mysterious evasive YOU

who we write our poems too

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In our vividly inflamed imaginations

YOU

is our weak and feeble excuse

For a real relationship with the MUSE

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The sentence !

We serve our Time
( in jail )

BUT WE DON'T WANT TO BE FREE !

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The pretence of our sadness isn't real pain

( The REAL PAIN is far too hard to face )

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Our imaginary lovers come and go

How we wail !

What a crying face we show !

The words of the poem flow easily

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The form of the lover so easily replaced

The mystery of soul

Still resting safe

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The quality of love never felt at all

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When the broken heart fades

Nothing falls

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Just the tears at the end

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A good poem !

Oh well let's begin again !