Heart-pounding breathless agony
Tear-stained stark epiphany
Surpass every reason and all-wise conclusions
Entirely thwarts better, sane, clear decisions
*
Staying calm is no real option
Torment, terrible temptation:
Love is there to stay
To bring its sufferer at bay
Easily described maybe,
Walking hand in hand,
But hard to understand.
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Inner voices must talk sense
But outer purpose gets too tense
Why must we obey
When reason hides away?
No succour or solace
No delight or trouble
Soothe the predisposed mind:
Drab unending dull routine
Ever smothers the reprieve
For those damned to lonesome grief
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© HMH, 2014
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