A girl encouraged to make her own,
she ventures out to worlds unknown,
and like the child who learns to speak,
so she learns to write and tweak.
Once vile rages spat and strewn,
can now be placed and made attune,
so secret words were kept inside,
now taken on a different ride.
Yet eyes for which these words arent meant,
shall close their lids to her lament,
and shut the viewer off from sight,
no need to burn and cause a fight,
as inspiration for the other,
is found not in the partners lover,
and if they were and all for him,
one knows their nature would be grim.












Comments
shall close their lids to her lament"
is my favourite line
well done gabsy, this is ace
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"life is good"
"as inspiration for the other,
is found not in the partners lover" the rythmn and rhyme here are beautifully satisfying
"Once vile rages spat and strewn,
can now be placed and made attune,
so secret words were kept inside,
now taken on a different ride." I like the truth in this.
I love you, you genius.
xXx
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