Conversational Disharmony

A Glance

A word

no more

intended as the peace might be

still love or not

bred in a glance

things come easily 'tween some

yet others ice within a moment

to that seems no remedy present

'tis hard to accept

when much lay on the line

a personal profession to foster

push on as I must

forgetting that which didn't grow

keeping depression's ice at bay

taking up sword again

the next dragon to slay.

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