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np_parf
np_parf ❤️ free verse poet ❤️
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It's not just about you

My Future

Full fisted grabbing

Full fisted grabbing and snatching,

vaulting ambition that strives to get

vaulting ambition that strives to get what I want

vaulting ambition that strives to get what I want 'I want it'.

The cold world I've laced,

The cold world I've laced, I pull over my sharp eyes.

My wandering desires

My wandering desires I keep close to my skin

wrapped and embraced by its

wrapped and embraced by its weight and familiarity.

A blinkered view

A blinkered view of myself

surrounded by its attractive mirrors that dance on my tongue.

And I cry a childish plea When it sees a shining toy

And I cry a childish plea When it sees a shining toy 'It's mine!'

I am centre

I am centre me

I am centre me it's just -

You

You haul me from my egocentric eyes,

I see beyond

a dark dazzling world-

it can be shaped in our hands

it can be shaped in our hands moulded and sculpted

it can be shaped in our hands moulded and sculpted to our desires

ready for the bright and burning fires which lie ahead.

A soft whisper

A soft whisper Light and clear as a bubble

Balanced on perfect lips

'You're not the only one in this world'

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