A Poem Of Redemption

A cloud drifts by in motion
It's sympathy and notion
Recognize devotion
Gives shade to my emotion
Your love's a sickly potion
Through which I'm no comotion
I do not need protection
From each and every section
I once was soft as lotion
Before my new expunction
In my dilapidation
You eat me like a ration
Without your segregation
I need a damn vacation



Poetry by weirdzarun
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Written on 2007-01-15 at 01:34

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Kathy Lockhart
clever Michael, very clever!!
2007-01-15



Love the last line. Very intocication rhyme seriously, it actaully gave me a headache.

~Kiva
2007-01-15