Differing Angles

This body given o’er unto me, be not what I want

It drives and pushes, throws down deep, and calls on its own

Overwhelming urge unto decay, flashing pulses grown

Loves tender barrier valiantly flees, tender bodies taunt

 

This heart bears no great strength, pumping amorally

It presses and shifts, rises to great heights, and lands at their feet

Unsatisfying need spends thrifty in the days, looking for rhyming beat

4 valves find no common wavelength, love leaves me naturally

 

Oh this body bears me no strength of mind, nor will at that be

It hides and runs, seeks its redeeming trait, but falls flat on the side

Wasted time for unneeded breaks, make the unwanted man cry

With no will no mind, no fare to be found, I can only try to see

 

 

 

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