Available?

Avail-able? Whos your knight? Does he shine? Is she mine? Assailable. Incredible. No credulity available. Unintelligable. Dead-men-tell-no tales til its through: i am less than i can but greater than most that claim “man”. Desserted and consulted equally until no defeat is a beating worth taking. No somber sobriety is earth shaking: every dissolate discourse is thin ice skating. Harangue a new bloom orange gloom and achieve deep aching. Entities above or below even my path tumultuous nerves aching.

Sounds like lyrics to a song. :slightly_smiling_face:

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Ur right french cheese…!!!

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Not lyrics. A spur of the moment poem i wrote.

Taskiest kind. And tastiest

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I like your poem, kind of romantic.

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I was thinking about a woman when I wrote it. She doesnt know the extent of my illness yet.

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Are you going to show it to her?

Yes…soon.and soon ill have to tell her the extent of what she is dealing with is greater than she realizes

If shes as great person as you think (based on your poem) then she’ll accept you as you are. :slightly_smiling_face: