The anticipation
Of the amalgamation
Of creativity through
My imagination
Hit asphyxiation
On the hint of the subtle
Representation of something
You could undo
In you
Is it true?
Given words so difficult to speak
You sneak
To the confines
Of my mind
Rewind
Past the time
It almost left you
Behind
In a rhyme
So transfixed
Was I
Regurgitation
Of a proclamation
Or was it
A lie
Sigh
My, oh my
How I just can’t
Keep getting
By
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