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Rated: E · Poetry · Experience · #2177395
Ravenfly Poetic Form
My face feels like stale heated fat,
Deep rested in bed too long,
Time introduced a caveat,
My heart no longer beats strong.

Every move's like trooping in mud,
Every thought's a tad insane,
Hot coffee replaces my blood,
Poetry rouses my brain.

Though I might revive in myriad ways,
I thankfully receive these precious days.



 
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