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Meter - Iambic Trimeter - Cateletic
Rhyme - A B - A B
Opinions never veer,
Nor acting deem you wise.
You're branded now with fear
Behind a thin disguise.
Behavior layered deep,
No fantasy can hide.
The wounded at your feet
Your conscience won't abide.
A fire too great to quench.
Has spread too far within.
Were you to turn an inch,
You'd face what you have been.
Gene Bourne.
09-10-14
Copyright © Gene Bourne | Year Posted 2014
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