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Coiffed in bouquets-my flowers and roses,
every color presents a meaning;
indigo, ivy, and yellow daffodils
charming red, to flame the feelings.
Red is passion, love and energy,
orange summons moments of happiness.
Yellow's clarity, gold, and truth while
blue enhances the dreamer's calmness.
at Home I AM; I'm everywhere; I'm happy, worry free
no need for growth, no need for change, content to be just me
then sent here to this manifest of horror and of beauty
my charge – conveying into form that which is still just misty
and even if, perchance, ignore the time I spent preteen
from now it seems obscene, so ignorant - serene sixteen
and even worse, mistakes I've made throughout the years between
for, here, there's no way altering the things I've done and been
Seek you the lord of elves in the house of pleasure
Lost is his mind, betrayed by his younger brother
Let him drink this potion to break the spell on him
Stand by his side and help him reclaim his kingdom.
SEEK you the/ KING of / ELVES in the /HOUSE of /PLEAsure
LOST is his/ MIND, be/TRAYED by his/ YOUNGer /BROther
LET him /DRINK this /POtion to /BREAK the /SPELL on him
STAND by his/ SIDE and/ HELP him re/CLAIM his/ KINGdom
as melancholies belong to a darker place
that's far and away from the beamish stars,
they'd wrinkle and crease with, furrows and lines
those faces traced with scowls and frowns
I release my dreams to dance with the stars
and watch them shine with colors of hopes
or perish and turn to dusts of life,
reborn again in another time
My try in parsing -
I release/ my dreams /to dance/ with the stars
and watch/ them shine/ with co/lors of hopes/
or per/ish and turn/ to dusts/ of life,