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She resides in my every whim Where reality frays To a kindhearted mist The full days spill Into a joyous trek To her clouded domain All encompassing and sweet She defiantly dwells In my passing wants Not yet fully known And treasured by dawn I faintly thrive On the morsels of hope For these…
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In quiet agony I rise Among the unfazed Who scale with ease As the weight of envy Sprawls, unchallenged In each spite-wielding glance Toward their passionate climb I sail away With loathsome hopes Carted to rage To quarrel within To rave on end Toward the efforts of kin Ravaged by worry By the endless evils…
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I’ll prevail over winded prayers The heartfelt thunder That trails each worry I’ll bid farewell To these sudden hills Their endless sway The bane of my nerves There’ll be no time To dwell amid rags In the squalor of fret That coddles my fearful half For the war Shall soon erupt In spite of…
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Nocturnes warm My planted roots The deeper I dare to sprawl As the notes contain The whole of my mind With angelic ease Flaunting Their shades of black In the hollow depths of myself I coil with fear Burdened By looming quiet On the edge Of their ghostly words Carried by all Yet tragically…
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Through and through In fine-tailored shades I am fully engulfed By their treacherous folds I seethe on end So razor-sharp In the cloak of all men Of the fine and unfazed To be wedded and withered In these fine-tailored bars To thrive and dine To my certain demise Through and through I reside In…
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Her champagne Is a charming brook A home for my ills For their silent demise How she courses so cold In each sun-ravaged spell Racing, unhinged My heaven-sent escape Within I dissolve And chatter into dusk Inwoven in lust By her blistering delight Yet it all unfolds So sudden and shrill A transient peace…
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No one passes on At home in their glories Cherished, embolden and brave Few can stomach the fall From the splintering world They’ve combed by youth There is no pulse That can fade with ease And readily shrink From their bountiful ground
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We’ll perish As all finer things Denied the embrace We believed so near Perhaps we’ll fade In newfound arms Devoid of our bliss Our affectionate sway Perhaps, we’ll meet our rage Engulfed by the sorrows We’ve buried To reap on finer days
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