A candle in the dark
that gives me more than light
A silent, screaming song
with howling, hounding hight
matriculating metred moss
along the longing lonely loam.
Apparent parents patting pates
and stroking strikes whilst strooking strokes.
A creaking crack spread out and back
An anniversary for me from me
Alone and never lonely long
From where does the sadness stem?
From where and how to tithe the tide?
Followed fast and followed faster
Creating crucifying shores
Cerulean shoals
Crafting crucial crucifixions for the certifiable vixens
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