Regression

I’ve proven uneven…
Amity now a standstill
Mystified its purpose…
Visits from the eleventh
Even seraphs aren’t all from heaven
Regrets soar rejoicing ill
You humbug! Damn you devil...
Silence me to lonesomeness
Over this transition lames
Rover along the fine lines
Recoiling my dignity and whine
Yesterdays were a better sign…

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Perpetrator of such misdeeds
Leach them to me I’ll bear
Every single gaffe I’ll account
Animosity from all I’ll accept
Severing my heart my soul
Eden seems a reality then…

Hollow my body with regression
Energy leaving me to isolation

Leprosy better than my condition

Pleads falls on a deaf ear…

Many the eventful times past

Evergreens turn a fantasy…