Mixed up emotions split
my being. Good and bad
may take turns to flush my
moods. Sweet and friendly fight
murderous anger while
modesty attempts to
moderate wanton lust.
Mighty believe in God
mixed with staunch disbelief,
making me a fib. A
muddled confusing mess,
marbling my life, my heart.
A Pleiades Poem:
Each line has 6 syllables
The title is a single word
Each line begins using the beginning letter of the title.
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