Why care so much?
Trust and honesty should be enough.
With pleasantries of sharing,
Deeply embedded are
Cut wires strung together.
Playing tricks of a card.
Up sleeves lies a magician’s baton.
Dropped blanket’s warm covered cloth.
Hidden irregularities, maladapted betroth.
House guests a part,
Whispering remedies from the start;
Poetic pleasantries will only take so far,
Within the meters lies a fairytale heart.
Alleys – no outlets – prove to be cold and dark,
Proceed with caution – rightfully wrong.
Upset, distressed, losing my head…
Tones of the heart,
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