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Blanks - Poetry by The Rainmaker From the book 'Poems of Hate & Revenge' |
| Blanks Just gotta walk the line, they are engraved in our palms Even the ones who have no hands at all! Nothing can derail us Not even astrology, it’s destiny We’ll burn! We’ll rip! We’ll synchronise! Like machines which used to carry smiles In pops in malls and disco lights All is all we have... Nothing can derail us said God. The great seraph knows when we are single We wish to be in love always. We’ll burn! We’ll rip! We’ll synchronise! Walk the lines then stop. We are the men who pause we will stop. [Copyrighted material. All rights reserved. No part of this published work may be reproduced in any form without prior permission of either the author or the Icon Publication.] |