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I Sometimes Can't Stop Rhyming

Vortex of Rhyme ~ by: Rob Paquin

Say what it is you see, in me.
Twist reality
So free



Spinning sounds, around; Resound
Leap and bound
One more down



Feel the way I feel. It's real
Fate seals and steals
Reveals and weilds



Try to forget, regret
Sure bet
Not yet



And in the sweetened rain of pain, so drained. All the feelings still remain unchanged.



And in my time, rewind to find, my mind reverts to the crime so fine. Upon the plate of sadness; Dine. Once was mine -- entertwined to pyne. Fine lines, define design.



So sail away. Today I play, inside a deeper, shallow grave. We save. They've gave. And like an ionoshperic wave..., it stays, throughout the grayer piece; Betrayed.



Twist and turn to the lesson learned, and in the fire that shall burn, concern. All that's left is to adjourn to places gone before we turned.



Then in the end, beyond the bend, in search of all the long lost friends, to lend a blend, of what will ascend. to a greater thought we now defend. Reverse descend. Intend ammends, as we all begin again.



Found from the start, inside the hearts, of all the bleaker, smaller parts. It is a finer art, that does impart all that keeps the world apart.



To see it clear, when we draw near, to the mirror, of all we fear. To have to bare of what's held dearer. In all the shining rays we share.



So ramble, scramble. The long preamble, which set us on the path to shambles.



I could go on, all morning long. Rhyming like the best folk song. Strong to the dusk; from break of dawn. But now it's gone.., the inspiration drawn. Like a fawn so scared and now withdrawn. Just as the swan goes sailing on...., It's the ending that we come upon.



~The Snowdog~


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