Wednesday, July 30, 2014

DEAR ME





Biased by my
Silent gain
I split the story
Of my fame
In two equivocal paths
One lamenting, the
Life, as is
The other evoking
My stillness beyond

No greater crux, could
Orb me
By thy any hidden form
As, one path
I keep safe, while
I play with the other
The becoming of dear me!

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