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Synchronized Mathematics vs. Fate; Coincidence vs. Chance

The normality of my previous life
has been transformed nearly
entirely in these past few months.
I now possess the power of knowing how
to live my life
the correct way,
the way it was meant to be.

And if in the middle of something important
you find yourself slipping to
the dark side,
you feel yourself with the
overwhelming urge to be
suddenly and
vivaciously clever…
just save yourself the trouble
and give up now.

You’ve lost your focus
and nothing will ever be
the same.

The slightest smidgen of solitude
finds it’s way between the cracks
of my otherwise completely contented
facial features;
I want to devour every
single thing that has ever hurt you
and replace it with
the warmth and appreciation you make
me feel on an every day basis.

Confusion is necessary for growth
and I’m going
all-in
with an eight-ten
off suit.

(poker references invalidate poems by default)

paraphrase me.
summarize me.
relate to me in any way
that doesn’t embrace
delicacy.

Then maybe I’ll listen to what the
whores have to say,
where they run to for forgiveness
and how much
it costs
for a hand job.