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Part 2

The purpose has yet to be unfolded
I shall not yield any power over it for it shall otherwise fail
 
This man has slowly etched his name on to my skin
Tattoo
Wriggling inside my heart -
Snuggled in between those that have occupied it for years
Complacent
 
He has surely become one of them like a magnet to my soul.
 
His thought provoking vulgarity
Sharpens my intellectuality
Giggling my way
Through my mind splintering day
He is my warm glow, my summers ray

(2015)

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