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My time is not up yet

In the frolic of
folly i amaze
into metaphorical mystery
i gaze.
Stark naked eyes
the blank.
A mysery self-wrought
in the brooks
woods walked.
Then the last breath
shall surge
half in half out.
My soul if i have one
may submerge
In the glorification
of time
I thought
was once only mine..

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Free verse
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I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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my only crit is the line-
of dare i say
I think is un-necessary. Can you explain to me why it is there?

Love the poem.

Neopoet Directors

I agree with Jess


Its so nice to hear comforting words
thanks again all ur good wishes


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Maybe your time has just begaun, nice poem. Regards Roscoe...

Roscoe Llane,

Religion will rip your faith off, and return
for the mask of disbelief that's left.

for this as well as msg pm


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