Tuesday, 8 January 2013

7 - 7/1/2013 - Irrational.

For one with a level head,
Balanced: we can dread.
Anything to get your way,
To your own rules, you'll play.

Just a fleeting moment shared,
Seconds later, irrationality - to bed.
Selfless, yet not always so,
Everything correct, you seem to know.

Raised voice, furrowed brow,
Time will solve all, just allow.
More so a trait adored,
Without it, you are flawed.

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