Seeking refuge in the order of rhymes?
Having mastered all modes of insanity
Are you ready to forgive all of my crimes?
You've found the missing piece, you say, and
I've come to you to learn how to make new days.
When gratitude becomes an instinct
The details of the past will fade.
None of us will remember what it was before we met
As the dawn blushes without a scar of regret.
Our Time is born.
Would you introduce me to the Universe,
This time, in free verse?
©REBELLICCA, 2018
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