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our moods can not help but fluctuate
        dealing with a flawed state
            sometimes quite true
                     deep blue
                    then bright
                luminous white
         can take over our senses
leaving us with actually no defenses
I know what it is you did
you know what it is you hid

I've known your secrets all along
I know you think you've done no wrong

You insult me if you assume I'm naive
I'm quite shrewd you can believe

I don't plan to trespass  your cover
but you must realize I'm bound to hover

You've become so good at donning your mask
getting you to surrender could be quite a task

Maybe now you'll think twice before you offend
being aware that I'll surely be there to contend
classic poem of Couplets
Storm clouds come rolling in
you feel electricity upon your skin
the sky darkens from the east
you anticipate the coming of the beast

Sudden flash of lightning strikes
again and again it does as it likes
nature in all its radiant glory
is living its moment in this days story

The fascinating wonder in a stormy sky
every head raised to catch with the eye
that mystifying thrill of the lightning bolt
making humans as well as animals jolt

Hush, wait, there it comes, that clap of thunder
feeling as if the heavens have been torn asunder
that power which lingers in the air
nothing of mans making will ever compare
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The heart gets too much credit
dubbed the "seat of affections"
but tis so prone to personal persuasions

When in reality the heart
doesn't do any "feeling" at all
its the brain that makes that call

Love is actually located where
pleasure meets association
in a harmonic progression

"Heartache" is really caused
by the sadness and sorrow
of the fact we can't see tomorrow

"Heartbreak" is when our grief
causes a distressful torment
and we woe in those moments

People are deceived about
the function of the heart
it's just the body's most vital part
a kiss to the dead
is all we can give ourselves
our way to heal pain
that last touch of skin so dear
one moment of purity
I live within your walls
I leave behind my soul
The very air you breathe
is filled with my essence
You'll find my scent
on your pillows
You'll find my spirit
in your sheets
Why do his words
batter my spirit so
why don't I guard
my senses against his roar

These sentimental emotions
which I hide myself behind
yet still his actions will
keep assaulting my mind

A dark cluttered sky
always entered with him
I often wondered why
my smile would fade dim

As the look in his eyes
would ****** my soul
leaving me broken
in a deep black hole
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