sad (sestina)

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her mouth form into weak curvatures.
today she laughs as sedated smiling storm.
beneath the ridge lies the docility,
of her undulated tongue and its symptoms.
nocuous questions shall determine her fate
as she searches for unblemished answers.

her beautiful mind confines its answers
and tells her to study the tables curvature.
she listens attentively to her symptoms 
and hears two forces tugging at her fate.
her distressed mind begins to cry a storm
surges of emotion engulf her docility.

her speech drowns in its docility,
they write down her disordered answers.
diagnosis is injected into her fate.
telling her it would quieten the storm.
her faint frown becomes a feeble curvature
her essence masking in its symptoms.

she now speaks with her symptoms
and they now mock her docility.
in the evening rain and morning storm
she watches rainbows arrayed in its curvature.
and its promise is the solution to her answer,
knowing this is not her perpetual fate.

now her destiny conversed with fate
counselling her on alleviating symptoms
her smile now forms the boldest curvature.
and quietly she converses with answers.
confidence calmly casts away her docility.
and laid down her fears for the storm.

she knew she shall overcome the storm.
and its gust couldn’t tarnish her fate.
telling experience to hold its answers
and confidently confronting her docility.
as she incapacitated her symptoms
beaming like a crescent moon in its curvature. sing your smile in the glory of its curvature
till you laugh away the sedated smiling storm
and remember dead and gone are the days of docility

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