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Unclouded Light First Creativity, stemmed to give me legs, Emitted me a brain to react to enrapture I desired, a pen, and some finger to hold upon the almighty blade I prescribed to give it meaning, But changed the focal point, not sure of the outcome Stultification, confidence to be better than myself, I continued to write, Away from the wretchedness, I bonded my hands to my eyes, as to not see, but to feel the Pain of poverty, slavery, and emotional abuse from a father who does not provide LOVE To children of whom his seed spelled upon the awaking body of a beautiful woman gloomed and Doomed by ties within the mental instability of her mind... Second The ceremony of confusion awoke her from the slums of passion Needless to say, her outermost cries bewildered her into the night Encompassing for a better need to painfully pigment rays of light, Where darkness melted Onto oceans of despair Falling flat with stigmas all throughout her biological structure She felt uttermost fear of terror His seeds of slippery magicians confronted her with barricades of nowhere to go And nowhere to run However, she remained optimistic in the mastery of her own solidifying body Thus, she adjudicated to her own trial to bring an end to carrying another youngster For a man who did not know LOVE... Termination of induced panic stroke her apoplexy in her psyche Slowly loosing oxygen to all her elements of her consciousness Third There she lay, lapsed without judgment or verdict Alone, painfully free from the reproducible aggressions and assaults Upon her weak rickety characteristical strength and vitality With a twinkle in her eye of exemption... More At:http://www.leonbasin.weebly.com