The Confessional

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All and nothing

 

Dear God I know it’s a crime,

but I really REALLY love a rhyme,

Words that gallop through my mind,

Only satisfy when dance on time,

 

I hear the sounds utter sweet,

I tap my mind, I tap my feet,

I fall into eternity,

Fasting for that final beat,

 

So sink your soul in deep to find,

And write the words with me in mind,

Make the marks reach every line,

In step, in touch and tightly timed.

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