ForlornnessA Poem by Patch Silvernarcotic, as manic I may (pessimistic) be harakiri, your pedagogy (pantomime) aplomb (caustic) am I? I masticate? is there no remorse for my transgressions? my pogrom peeler, ventricle (slaughter) falter enamored (over) you this calamity brought ruin. your pedagogy (pantomime) aplomb you loved me here and refuse to bury me? my love for you persist you loved me here you lope? this pulchritude you are vacate (a rapture) on me abducted my (nurse) heart your pedagogy (pantomime) aplomb disposition (apathetic) perishes I no longer breathe foundered with (love) you © 2012 Patch SilverFeatured Review
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