I think you feel you have been clear, your meaning I construe
Two-twenty, please make no mistake, you've left me black and blue
Or, maybe it is just a quiz, a construct built of tones
Still, the end effect is that I'm bruised right to the bones
But bruises heal and hearts anneal, it never will corrupt
The feelings that I have for you eternally erupt
The fantasies have ended though, no shortcut will be found
In the end the road must wend, necessity is bound
To take the path around the wrath, abidance leaves me whole
Considering that it may take another lifetime's toll
I beg of serendipity there is such thing as soul
Not that I give up the ghost, this lifetime's still the goal
But need of transformation for the distance to abate
So much is patience needed to arrive in such a state
I may not like the hurdles but that's never held me back
My essence takes the pummeling, it's used to blue and black
You are completely new under the sun
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