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O hallow, O hallow, lest we forget
The brighter you courted, the darker you jest
More pleasant the color, the deeper you get
Under the skin, if lest we forget
Thicker and Thicker, the deeper you weave
Under the heart, lodged under the sleeve
Oh Shallow, Oh Shallow, lest we forget
The heart that beats, the sake of the bet
But I have the Myxomatosis
I'm the vehement stoic
For beneath the quiver of the mind's eye
My synecdoche truly lies
Forget her, Forget her, the darker I jest
The pleasantries you offered, I often forget
This is the thickest you've attached yourself yet
O hallow, O hallow, lest we forget.
- Title: My Synecdoche
- Artist: phililup
- Description: This is a poem I have written a while back. It was my return to free verse and personnel poetry. I was satisfied with the results and am fond of the rhythm.
- Date: 06/26/2009
- Tags: synecdoche
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