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Solitude Is merciful and giving When your world is enveloped By a tide of fearsome events In the horrible maze Of squalor and ruin A stillness So steadily ascends The quiet, is yours to mold When the weary winds toll On their way From the bedlam of war The silence Lives on to provide To…
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I was cured of bashfulness From the moment we spoke In spite of the fog Of our range In spite of our fears All the haunted roads we’ve tread Through the past For the tamest of joys To converse To breathe our words of relief As the hours declined As nightfall, swooned and sighed At…
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Submerged, in the beat of this age By conveyor-belt fears All molded In a murderous rush In an all-consuming speed False trials rage higher and higher ‘Til we cannot Dream above and beyond As the rockets aim far In lust for their day in flames To extinguish Every bustling sprawl Contained In our fret and…
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Drunk, on the fringes of life Having pillaged and burned My nerves into silence Relieved and numb To the bedlam I nourish by day The earth sprawls open To receive this time-ridden husk As the well-off travelers Stride with full-hearts Their eyes fixed onward Through the veil of their gloom I’m floundering In the nausea…
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Everything I’ve ever known Comes rushing forth In a frightened jolt and a gasp From a brush with delirium In a carefree dive Of a tranquil, afternoon doze I lunge for the world Scrambling for life Desperately, quivering In the tremoring of fear As a nightmare retreats Its crimson eyes fading To reality’s proud toll…
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Even in the agony of falling We persist and sing Of our finest of hours Even in The furious moments of battle We savor this life As we clutch to its dwindling frame Even in our dying breaths Jubilation is ours A restless joy Within the murdering shadows
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With every new voice I reap With every new trek Through the flash of a day All the worlds within Are sure to sing and flourish with life
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Trouble flows from the mind In a slow exodus For the pitiless seas Of our time When I ease and dissolve Into a warm train of thought Every step is but a dream In the wisp of our day I breathe eagerly Light and untethered High above All the tremors of the ground When trouble…
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They strode with all of their might On a distant shore As bondage, cried from below Dark Was their infamous night All the centuries of blood Of villainy and flame Till their bones are grazed By a merciful light True and magnificent Aware, of all shadowy fiends The scourge of the past Of the captors…
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