Nostalgias Drug Trafficking
Beauties ugliness
is times growing divide
Every spring's may flower
Becomes a Locus of pride
Until the steel blade of winter
Demolishes all selfish brides
And all fatal attractions
Encumber new wisdom lines
The taste of the apple
Sours when it has falling
Recoil the serpent
Who prays during its shedding
On a highway of deserts
Where Martyrs of sinning
Impede with excellence
Nostalgias drug trafficking
poem by Kevin Patrick
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