![]() Here Goes...A Poem by apennylate![]() Life after tragedy![]() Here it goes, and although I hope against all hope that I know how to wrote... Every possibility seems to be ah-chance to splinter my personality damage to the nerves, ruined functionality Slow slope and an oath broke morals stranded drove wedges, gained sentences, lost friends for sentimental sentience seems I should back step clues like I lost myself and needed ah-map Still steaming relentless grieving coal like organic dark smoke seen it now seemingly believe-this how could I choke Needed time to find what was first impossible on the next verse used versatile since that version is spent and the serpents sense death I use common sense to second guess hurdles I'm not done yet...
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