icicle
tears fall from my eyes
as
I listened to all your lies
while
you released all my fears
fall
from my eyes icicle tears
a
fine red wine turned vinegar
kept
me chained like a prisoner
over
a period of time
turned
vinegar a fine red wine
butterscotch
drops peppermint kiss
memories
of you I wont miss
especially
when my heart stops
peppermint
kiss butterscotch drops
lights
are brightest during the night
never
again held back by fright
and
from it's rays I take guidance
during
the night lights are brightest
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Quatrain Poem
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© 2014 by Patrick B Vince
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