My only true hurt escapes repeatedly
Missed often, two heads elude rigorously
Magnificent open trusting hearts endure reality
Millions of tiny hives eat raw
Most old thoughts hinder every relationship
Molten, orange, tethered human envy revolts
Maybe other trials hold either responsible
Mocking original tricks heed empty results
Mapping over terrain, her energy rushes
More one than home ever romanced
Malignant oval tears hide, ensuing red
Moist organs trapped have eerie reminders
Matriarch, once thundering heart echoing reticently
4/15/2004
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