i am distanced from this
its happened before,
now it happens again
with kind contenance
again.
Peel off the rubber flesh
That holds it together.
Today is a grudge,
The next reprocushion
Of the one thing uttered.
Scales flip backwards and around
Messing up the acountable.
Simple Words that mean
everything,
They mean nothing
To me.
So yes, tis my poem i have written. I shall be doing more of that in the future. Tank you.
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