Poderance of My Title

Wed, 11/05/2014 - 08:57 -- JPB

Just another word, it matters not.
Another way of getting my attention or destroying my mood.
May I remain called out of reason good, not intentions bad.
Each passing day causing much issue,
Slowly declining from the sun and its shine.
Place me in a new mindset here today.
Be me afraid not of where or when,
Apparent fear of why in my possession.
Never remaining in the warming light.
Ethereal in its presence in my world;
So see you I think too much,

Its just a name.

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