I am found once, twice, and once more
Until I disappear,disappoint, and falter
Eager to ignite a spark, a fire, rich and pure
Open my heart, paranoid, and bleedout
Spent like a bill, always yours, forevermore
My eyes shut, uncoiled, and cold
Death can come no sooner
Interesting concept and wonderful poem.
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Why do you think it’s an interesting concept?
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Contradictory statements in the title: “No Sooner and Not Soon Enough”.
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