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You have an appeal to apathy,
bipolar bride don't blush-
your creativity creates crevices
for daffodil daydreams dilvering
endless euphoric escapes.

Forbid fakeries mein fraulein,
gamble away the gloom and gasoline and
hold your hammered heart high!

I see you illumniating the indifferences
and justly so, Juliet,
but knuckling karmic kerosene kisses
lends lonliness leverage
to mangle you once more.

Never neglect a newfound
oasis opened to offer
peace for your peturbed past,
it quenches the quarrels
ruthlessly railing your ribs.

Starry-eyed Scarlet, snip
the travesties trampling your trust,
unclench the urgengies you lie under
and view the void as value.

The war of weeping wears you but waters
xanthium blooms
and you''ll yearn for youthfulness yet,
zeroed in on a zealous Zion.

**A/N: used the alphabet to break some writers block**