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Ideals have seized the day How they churn our minds To mulch So the youth, will surpass us all Through the ruins Through our troubles long past May they climb From the tremor and grime Of these fear-ridden times May they nourish their words To the full bloom of brilliance So their own may prosper…
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I struck a wall And quarreled with flesh and blood Day, by desolate day My heartfelt words Were but tumbling weeds The nomads Of thistle, of sorrow and fret For home Was swollen with sound Night after night The exhauster of words Where the voiceless dissolved Just barely alive I slipped by And out of…
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No words in the arms of loss The awaited embrace Death-ridden and black A ferocious wind Startles, the complacent mind And the envy unfurls in flames No words for the shroud of her verse So mindfully forged, in the past At the paramount Of soft-hearted fools No words can trespass Through the hub of despair…
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Grey gusts Cling, to the hem of the day As the bandits pursuing Our docile dreams The remnants of winter Weigh heavy on this night As uncertainty climbs From the mere seeds of doubt An unmet horror prevails From the withering flames From the gathering shadows Exhumed from the grave
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I am disorder Loathsome and cute In the arms of pretension Snarling, at all strange passersby How dare they partake Of my raging streams As the visitors The fools in performance Haughty and proud I lift my eyes high And trudge unknowingly Through a pasture of waste I am ceaselessly young Creative and crazed In…
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Black chariots scream on end And choke every road To uphold and dispose Bloodshed is forgotten In the waft of broad stripes A beacon held high So coveted in dreams abroad In the hold of broad stripes Are diminished young hearts Where they’re molded in grime In our vise of denial United we crumble As…
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Rotting in the pits of his anger He tunnels deeper down In a shoveling spiral As paranoia rings To and fro Tolling in brass From a watchful place At the peaks of his mind He struggles through a venomous low In the dark of the earth Full of ghosts and shadow For he is A…
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Does it carry on forever Beyond a broad shadow Untiring, relentless and cold? Can the hapless care Of a new day’s warmth Fall forever, in abundance To sustain the impassioned soul? Will I cling to awareness From beyond the living shore As a servant to the waves In their voyage From my sorrowful kin? Does…
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