Abstract Lallation

Looping over forgone thoughts.
Opening a Pandora’s box with each.

Veiling a churn of emotions ergo
Evanescing thus, every urge of my heart to succumb.

Yesterdays always teach
Ominous fait accompli,

(That) Upend my fright
And set my thinking right.

Nearing desolation thus,
Grave as it may be,

(I) eliminate every rush,
Laveering you from me

And although you may be far away,
I will always remain the renegade princess

The one who will pretend to be an abbess
But has enough reasons to stay.

(Remains Incomplete)


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