With a clenched fist
A fugitive of lame peace
Exuberance my fainted plea
Exoneration plunged beyond my reach
Cover me with hay
A song of redemption
Longing for my beiby mama
Mesmerised by her absent touch and tone
A cut so deep inside
Wrecking my bimbo heart at surge
Alas! No love for mass
Depriving my soul masculinity so absorb
The taste so stale yuck..!! Wooing
Bitter and yeast my feast below
By water and brimstone am solemnly doomed
In minds cherish nurse memories am...gone
©uncle_sam
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