And breaths like thunder roll in devastation,
An uphold of a meek temptation,
And slender vessels fill in hesitation,
Entwined into a stimulation,
Of thoughts like brief improvisation,
And nothing else will make an emulation,
Of warm and comforting sensation,
Why ending like some animation?
Somehow constructing accusation,
Of such a perfect correlation,
In an imperfect situation,
Decisions fail to sculpt creation,
An essence strained with limitation,
The future dulls illumination.
An uphold of a meek temptation,
And slender vessels fill in hesitation,
Entwined into a stimulation,
Of thoughts like brief improvisation,
And nothing else will make an emulation,
Of warm and comforting sensation,
Why ending like some animation?
Somehow constructing accusation,
Of such a perfect correlation,
In an imperfect situation,
Decisions fail to sculpt creation,
An essence strained with limitation,
The future dulls illumination.




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