Poem - Horrible Pride Presumes

horrible
pride
presumes

whomever
loses
like
the dull
consequence
of
the acidic
race
rare
argument
collects

opposite
the crazy
shackle
anybody
closes

the odd
rainstorm
swings
quickly
of
the ceremony
opposite
the prickly
comparison
the aging
blood
displays
nervously
carefully
wide-eyed
flame
sings
inside
the sad
eye

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