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May 2019
Diligent pride
What more to confide
I've got skeletons in my closet

They move and hit eachother,
Threaten and insult
Every move is assault

To them a wave of happiness
Is a broken bone
a thing to bless.

They are structured wrong...
They will always decay
May they only lay:

In their area
May they bury themselves...
...I want those shelves

But how do they seem to live?
How do they make noise?
Are these things toys?

One step closer...
They stop and stare
Maybe everyone's game is fair

A pair of people
Not a care in the world
Cut some slack as their lives unfurled

Every hero starts small
All the bone marrow making tall:
… the animation of all

The saga of the call
A net in the maul
So only the reckless will fall

The couple's interactions
Will never bury alive the factions
Of all the questions and answers

The lovers have awesome fate
And to clear the air
Is to fortify your mate

Only the bleak,
The forfeits from the weak,
Come to feature the negatives

At first they're meek
Chaos then will leak
Then they'll start wrecking

The good though
Gazing, lusting
Dismantling the fraudulent damaging low

People in the air tell us
Life is malleable
So why the strange fable
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Michael H
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Michael H  30/M/CA
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