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I could have been Inwoven in shadows Left frozen in place In the folds of my bed But it was not to be I was hoisted awake With fire-plagued lungs In heaving distress It was not to be Denial was masterful Merciful and swift And it salvaged my all Every morsel and scrap I both…
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No one lives here In this terrible husk Left listing in the slums Of self- satisfaction It quakes and breathes But it seldom speaks And it strides without meaning For nowhere For no one It lives faint and far With lost roving eyes Eternally, consumed By a great white mist Sustained on few words It…
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I am spent By the endless snarling Of world affairs By the froth And the bedlam Of so-called men Soft-spoken I dissolve And disengage Dislodged From remorse From all traces of fret
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Crawling In the great green spires Succumbed to new lows An endless thunder Soon burrows within
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I’m short on precious years And kin rage without words Expecting So calloused by time Waiting With sullen And guilt-ridden eyes They are launched From the loving arms of patience How dare I change course And leave them to ponder To stray past the brink Of their generous deeds At the proudest peak Of their…
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It is far too grotesque A festering pile Of ego, irritation, and squalor It is doomed Set adrift from the others Sent lumbering abroad For all the shadows of the world To carry on and cope Means to part from the mind To scream from the depths Of a drunken demise It is far gone…
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For the moments Where nothing more is said And we sit idly by In the haze of our wants And needs True silence Enormous and pure Where the inroads make way For the truths long sought When our time pulls away Panicked In bound to disband And nightfall Hails so sudden We sail on in…
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Merely passing Letting passions unfold All the romance And the fast-flare of being Untouched yet weary In the weight of spent verse I coast undeterred In the bold name of fright From the ancestral night To a murdering And fretful eclipse I stroll on In the haze of myself As the light of our lives…
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“Breach the wall!” All the true heroes cry From the firm coiling shadows At the first light of war
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Snagged by a miserable gust In the fast-flowing moments Familiar ground is lost Only faint words prevail Beneath seafaring eyes Consumed, by the lust In an uncharted sky Spent forevermore New shorelines are forged As the old frame dulls A disfavored And cancerous void
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