You cut on the spirit of romance,
Cutting her beautiful orchid,
Changing the artists canvas,
Leaving u rich with diploma,
With liability waivered, for lawsuits
You cut through what u never inspired,
U cut through what u don't even know,
This left the spirit strange and
Unpredictable,
U are to blame,
For your godly clumsiness,
U turn lover into surgeon,
Through some else's henchmen,
U cannot be forgiven for the permanent,
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Author:
Blue Dental Squirrel (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 14th, 2017 23:44
- Comment from author about the poem: Not a fan of medical over reach, The body is sacred and the creator spoke to me. No joke in dreams
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