as our ankles itch this ice
we twitch, we switch and slice
so roll my golden dice, decide on which
delight you'll deeply stitch inside
my jigsaw is a riddle
oh, my feelings whine like fiddles
the butterflies that melt between the
single atoms that I've seen
oh, they said there's nothing in-between
where I'm glowing, where I gleam
where' I'm going, where I've been
now I've muttered lies that flutter in slow steams
between, inside, across your ears
I slide, I slip, I tip-toe whispering echoes
this marble jar is harmless
but the contents leave you armless
skies so starless, skies grow darkness
mimic every mimic
entertain your greatest cynic
sink the ship where light can't fill it.
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amazing
i finally got the internet back,and i aim to accomplish commenting every one of your poems as soon as i get the time.
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thanks :D
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