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Beauty of Tragedy

You may take it, but you may never forget.

Feathered fingers, my sneaky friend.

What were you planning on doing?

Hiding you and mine’s under a rock?

I laugh.

I dance to the beat when I eat.

I then drown in the same pool, camouflaging the same mop when I weep.

Just a inch more of dosage and the rhythm will sleep.

The tortoise is next to creep and sings upon familiar leaf.

On and [off] the hymnal speaks.

Length of passage, shortly linked.

~That Dude Eddie~

Please don’t forget to share this. 🙂

Love and Peace.

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10 comments on “Beauty of Tragedy

  1. I love your structured unstructure

  2. Word. Preach, poetic hip hopper.

  3. okay seriously Dude rapping! LOL i can’t help it when i read your work! love it

  4. Really enjoy your style of writing 🙂 Thank you for sharing 🙂

  5. WoW. Nice wordplays. Keep it up.

  6. Now this is what I call contemporary poetry! Amazing! keep it up keep it up keep it up!! 😀

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