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[bodytext] => The final nail always hangs like the Damocles sword Like a subtle sentence thrown in on caution’s edge Some love cant fully embrace, no not entirely yet A sensitive woman who finds herself her lover’s mistress, A decade and a half of a chasm between two lovers, in years Walk the shadows, as whispers rustle like palm leaves From thoughts that always binge – two steps forward and then one back Caught in the slow poisoning of a self-righteous world As it snares, tighter and tighter – the churn of ignorant minds The inherent pull of norms that eventually spills everything else Spilt love, spilt loyalty, spilt silent promises that rips days to shreds Till Eden’s found once again, wisdom apples thrown in afresh Serpents are passé, just the same fears over and over again To love back because you want it all; a little more each day Haunts a beggar’s stretched arms, eyes that scare the norms Do you reach out to him, do you not? Are you the one who breaks the clan? Most often its back to familiar portals, the whispering corridors win But then again dances in, another brilliant day from the givers They break the rules; the sword disappears under the power of love Just the hair it hangs by, all too present; the only real constant… [comments] => 2 [counter] => 260 [topic] => 13 [informant] => sasha [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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