Truthfully
passionately poetic,
never thought that
narrative poetry can be
so potent and dangerous,
so potent and dangerous,
caught unprepared
my heart beats faster,
even without an answer
the truth was there;
In her pain
lies the strength;
lies the strength;
even in denials hidden
secrets were revealed;
Again, i was moved
by the power of
a woman's tears.
Peter peter, peter pat,
there goes my heart;
she's more prettier than
anyone I've seen before
than anyone in sight;
Articulation indeed
can be so dangerous;
Even from far afar,
with no valid reason,
it puts a man in spell,
it made him mad;
It breaks his safety
shield of shell,
torn it into pieces,
and made him vulnerable
to pain, to lust,
to so-called love.
and made him vulnerable
to pain, to lust,
to so-called love.
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