Wonder- But To My Words I Hold On Tight

Sometimes after a ponder
You wonder
After all this and yonder

Am I still alluring
Are those advances assuring
That I’m procuring

Or is it amusing
My time they are using
While musing
In retrospect, confusing

Every aspect of my life
Fixating on strife
Living by the knife

Are my words equal
Or are they a sequel
Or maybe a prequel

To a story with no knight
No dashing armour no fight
Fizzling into the night
But to my words I hold on tight


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