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[bodytext] => Blissful ignorance is soothing As facts build up And questions mount Answers have flipped in a roundabout Way what you once believed And held true in your heart Is not the beginning The same place it starts From the pits of the belly Lubricated by natural jelly Slipped into the world And held in arms of serenity Standing guard on empty hallways where people once walked In the café’s where people sat and talked Indulged in the drink of the day with no reason to toast No boisterous boast Fists tucked in respective pockets- and on their own Grips hang on to friendship While the bank denies the loan Defiles the holy throne A reptile of a sneaky variety, Actions I can not condone The marble tiles line the floor neatly Coherently an approach was observed from inside the pantry Arbitrary people who come in to life to leave eventually Snakes among the grass take shade from the heat under the palm tree Alone In a monotone Voice the faint hush recedes to silence When caught red handed the criminal resorts to violence A minimal amount needed to enrage God Exacerbate the tolerance of a phony façade Eliminate all remaining evidence that it was ever allowed To occur without permission A voice clear and loud Raining down from the heavens Are leaves once red, and yellow, now are brown From the doorsteps of creation The way ever found __________ _____ [comments] => 2 [counter] => 148 [topic] => 43 [informant] => mangos [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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