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Crazed
What pose, what art, what grace
It's all so out of place
Her touch, her smile, her face
Untamed, untouched, and chaste
Her lips I near forgot in haste
An eye. A blink. 'Twas all erased
What good these words I've raised
When lone I wander all crazed.
ahh
great flow,short,but sweet.
keep your quill up:)
Poetry is passion,imagination & soul mixing together....
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