Bright nights
Blinding lights,
Glaring shadows
Meaty hollows,
Leathery air
Singeing hair,
I wish not to get prolix
So what if life seems in a fix.
Falling stars
Healing scars,
Mighty goals
Weakened souls,
Raising hopes
Lecherous popes,
I wish not to get prolix
So what if life seems in a fix.
Cherubic sneer
Gloomy veneer,
Flailing handshakes
Recurring mistakes,
Servile heavens
Immortal mavens,
I wish not to get prolix
So what if life seems in a fix.
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