Take this hell that you know too well and add a woman of virtue.
With that, take your family and a sharpened knife.
Breathe in, breathe out
relax as you slice between them and you.
Sit alone.
Take time and know
there will never be silence.
Glue.
Bosons or love
they with you shall roar.
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Good evening all! This poem is about the force that is relationship, and the relationships that "I" am.
I hope that you enjoy it, any comments are appreciated!
Chris



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