One word and you’re entirely mine – delightfully aligned all in your own burgeoning right
I’ve been tapestried, up all of the livelong night
Frightfully, unimaginably frustrated ’til somehow managing to serendipitously gesticulate then surprisingly replicate an outright upside down wicker-work fate
These cards have been turned over and outrageously tossed time again, blindingly obvious
Seen my particular ghost train – meticulous degrees of inner pain coated rather obviously by these all too courageously outward flurries with mesmerising words
In an instance we can somehow manage to distance ourselves from all of this aforementioned inward din, let what’s jaw-droppingly outward finally get to dance magically atop these biro-stained fingers which constantly linger, attempting to bridge that gap entirely
One last salutation to the system

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