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Carried lone secret up under skin weep,

held tightly emotionally bound weep,

spilling & boiling until somewhere around nineteen -

tear stains never slow within downpours of rain,

memories remnants...

I do hope refrain;

one must admit I've hardly enjoyed profuse harbors,

building up skyscrapers to battle in armor;

stuck upon opposing side,

whose righteousness started spoiling mine mind;

eschewing verbal ammunition bits,

come by prolific wits,

molded confetti into suit of chain mail bliss -

baring none worry drenched by dehisce,

a promise I make one word of this.