a study toward sonnet #1,332 by FisherKingKQJ
That awful thing to be in awesome pain,
A tremor, tic or throb can mess the mind
And banish thought with a chillblain on brain,
As similar terms stack high, venn assigned.
Discs click back queue places next backbone crane,
A frown released confirms a groove refined;
In telescoped assault of strain and sprain,
An overreach saves time, quick orders bind.
She taps into pain, through telepathy
A sudden clench of teeth, mid other's speech,
Her closed eyes emphasize her empathy,
Her tears are accidental, tearing reach.
Pain swells or antes slightest mince or wince,
Her beautiful eyes blur in soapy rinse.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 wince
o $10,000,000 baulk
o $10,000,000 flinch
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