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Said Death to Passion
“Give of thine an Acre unto me.”
Said Passion, through contracting Breaths
“A Thousand Times Thee Nay.”

Bore Death from Passion
All His East
He—sovereign as the Sun
Resituated in the West
And the Debate was done.

Sometimes I feel am a good liar

When you ask me how are you?

For sure, I say am good.

People say we can relieve from pain

By sharing with others

That's a good idea

But, holding the pain dealing it with my style

Makes me stronger than anything

That's a secret I grasped from my life