Gustare It Would Seem, an....

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September 2017

Gustare It Would Seem, an....

 

For, I am, that.....

Poisoned, chalice.

Where, my all.

And, my taste, brings.....

Heartache.

And, I am ......nothing.

My silent words. 

Merely locked, within my heart.

And never heard, upon the ear.

And, I wish, that ....

I could have said.

And warned, the ill prepared.

Like Eve's apple.

I'm .....

an

 

Acquired taste

 

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