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Ambience of passion with a ray of rarity
My love as come like a dove from above
Dressed in a flesh of spectacle like the queen of Sheba
Adorned with a tint of carnelian and glitter
Freezing all eyes as she descends from the stairs.
Moments of essence with a gleam of radiance
My beloved comes forth like the fullness of the moon
Charmed with smiles lubricated with sweetness
Her fairness halts the precision of time
And clock takes a long breath for everyone to stare.
Dreams elapsed in time as reality unfolds
My essence, your beauty is without a sense
For with it no man conjures a sense
My lady, you are indeed not beauty-full
For you are the standard fullness of beauty
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This poem describes the start to a relationship ending in horror
All I know is my truth and at 16 I was in a substance induced psychosis...and I got this
Have you ever been so aware of you self that you felt like you've lost your self?