Poetry i reach for your excitement, i take everything

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and enough is not a word in my vocabulary, never
was only my abrupt pronounciation, lurid it seems,
flowing and cascading toward the empty chalice,
you, always suprised the corrupt, paving forward,
making speculation, or rather, a palace created,
were we not meant for moments in between?
forced to castle, late and later, abate, choked
while pathed, meander, but not to, dancing
and rough, nasty subtle, and whispers sand,
learned through wind and the power of this nether,
this pouring, forever my pouring chalice,
how does it happen? haste befriends this, lets lean,
and this shattered lie of sedation

...

...i could have added more
 
this ever open store, nights sun, treasure cuts, more

where is once, what has been happening
is something i like twice, dare i jump?
or, should i survive without tapping in
with a third rhyme, suprising around a corner,
almost, several dice
eching toward, a sound, perhaps, a specific
cut of a forward lair, mapping, out
like a specific, word, or nothing at all,
watching the stairs disappear, in this room
a laugh, contemplating hidden,
not a personal desire, stares inside that dare
 
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