what's my nameA Poem by Shirlena
frozen moments to reconcile obtain some of which parentage couldn’t produce never a set of deuces…just one another somewhere alive without ever a response nothing but an ill begotten embrace from back end days illusions of compensation for empty pages entries omission of his signature at every turn ah yea and this confounding secondary title party to my design and I ask why she failed designation first born with a right brained sign consent with the pen of a legalese is the nature of recourse always despised sounds of random calls array of reasoning there’s no gratitude upon these lips however … no pocket for distress bitterness
sit and vie for new arrival of chance there the answers branches in convenience
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