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Poetic inspiration can come from anywhere... even a stolen grounds sign.
Bemoan the Careful Paths
Shall I compare you to the white grounds sign?
And while your love is grown by inches, mine
Is dying by the feet. Dispassionate
And led by you, I kept to careful paths.
But I would rather stray to greater plans
Than hide behind some artificial masks.
Your edges dimmed by weather - your words ran
Soft with time. Just like the spark I saw in
You - living on borrowed time. And so our
love is over...a pitiful has been.
And from my mind will slip behind each hour.
Beware the fall from out of love: bemoan.
From quandary of broken love you've grown.