All against long cultural constructs
As another hand with four fingers
Yet uninformed as another loosed like basket
Loosed to water falls as it spew oceans
Unto same; you must be joking
She'll never be tired of all waters' pass
Loosed to tell trues as he instructs
But pains in pins soaked in provoked fires
Rouse against this sinner and he began to sweat
And they, with others yet, poke this sinner still and
Uncontrolled and shouts out "truth pains don't you know"
Actually displaying ironies "it is not at all like those, let me go."
©Jodekss '17
Wednesday, October 25, 2017
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