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"The Shock"
One Single Moment
Divided into Shocks
That
"Reals"
the World
And
"Steals"
The Souls Source of Preservation
Devoid of Refuge
Lost of Reservations
Should I Tell...Should I Not...and (Who)
Intent Feels Maliscous
Cause It Burns
Traditions of Cherished Relationships
Down Fast
Spurring A Tendency of Desertion
Erased From A Mind
Already Paying the Cost of a Break
Up
Necessary For a Made Up
Face
That May Not Show A Trace
of Shocks
That
"Reals"
The World
And
"Steals"
The Souls Source of Might
Necessary
For a Face Made Up to Glow Again
And
Show Again
That Hope Can...Present Itself...Again
And
Love Still...Be Prevalent
But
"Covered-Up"
Where Does the Fear Stop
In
One Single Moment
Divided In to "Shocks"
That
Could...Kill
Written by Betty Jean Bryant
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