Fresh Love
Give me fresh love and wild new chance
Happy and precious while newly romanced Stop my losses and learn all anew That which is kept beyond what "I knew" Trouble, oh trouble, you beastial fool You're tricking and kicking, using old tools Blessed oh wreckage of copious fire They're burning, yes burning, those carless loud liars A conquer to peak on newly birthed thought Giving way to those wretched and heavy false talks Then bursting upon the glimmering of sun To step on again in joyous fresh love Leave a tip for this poet? RunWrite has chosen to ask for tips. Any donation is made directly to this poet, and is greatly appreciated.![]()
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