SHE'S FIERCE

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    SHE'S FIERCE

    Her motions without one thought

    her grace unknown

    her smile so lucid

    her memory so vague



    this is craze

    she’s in such a daze

    going though this long lost phase

    trail & error, proven by theory

    she needs no introduction to thee

    yet she needs someone near thee



    insanity is a mental atrocity

    a fight with ones mind over ones soul

    ones thought

    ones word

    ones action

    a typhoon of nauseating results



    the infinite trial

    the endless battle

    her life is like a shaking rattle

    snakes of evil slither through & around the bottom of the world

    don’t subcum,

    become.



    The end is always lingering

    the minutes are always passing

    the hours are always rolling

    the days are always molding



    Her emotions with so many convolutions

    her voice so crisp and stern

    her neck so tall

    her stance up-right

    her mind is like a ticking time-bomb

    tick.tick.tick.BOOM.

    Thank you & have a good night.

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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

    Tiffani’s Poems (20)

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    Elegant Grace 0
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    Carousel 0
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