Tick, tickle punches.
Measured for each her size.
I'll laugh that laughter  again,
If it comes to me again.
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All the puzzle fitted perfectly
Until a little air,
Then the chilly rain
And cold walls write memories.
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I sit and listen,
To numerous voices bond-stricken.
Hearing myself in every line.
Oh times! You are in my mind mine.
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I'll fight again, slam the door.
Watch the foam rise lazily in deep frown.
Every one yawns for dawn
but mine is my reasonable service.
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Here I go again,
Not the way everyone goes.
Away is not my wish
But my eyes are beyond the hills.
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I wish for was.
The cord of code.
The lovely song of discord.
The pile of broken glass.
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A story I'd submerged
Alas is alive again.
If walls could speak
T'will call for night's tale.
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Bless you Pen,
My gift from heaven.
If thou canst, please take this plea.
To the necessary that gave me thee.
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Speak I plead
The deep of my heart.
Plead till he whispers in thy ear,
What he'll have me be.