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Whiskey lingers In each gripe I forge As a stain, on this ivory-plated soul Despite the day’s efforts Its prying and seething eyes I drowse, in a forefather’s venom Despite the careless sprawl Of beauty untamed I am warmly treasured In a passing demise Swallowed whole Endlessly skewered And doomed to gush Into rivers…
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Fellowship Is a long way off Wallowing in pastime joy Where glory enthralls Bliss exudes from afar And I fume unfit To recall To trudge in retreat How can I recover? How can I reap the days? That swelled so pure In pristine grace Past laughter rings unfazed By the troubles I keep As I…
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I’ll plunge forth And see them to sleep Marrow deep Serrated and cold Beyond the years I’ve spent amid the rust Boiling with rage In the care of my wrath I’ll meet their dismay Their shock-ridden cries As betrayal plagues Their fleeting dreams I’ll claim my remorse In their seething decline Enclosed in sorrow As…
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Distilled to mere flesh and bone Our mortal wounds Divulge, our timeless concern Courage, seems all for naught Before thunderous roads In want For our fragile forms In the prime Of these loathsome days We bower in tune In kindred dismay Yet ever-more stern We remain In our stride to thrive Fulfilled and true Beyond,…
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Collapsed beneath the blare Of its rusted toll The heartless beck and call It carves my deceitful paths Fit for these haggard And docile treads I stagger away From a full day’s blow A youth in decline Battered, bowered and slumped Down the slopes I embark Bound by fate Driven, by my dearest of chiefs…
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All the best For her bountiful days As she steamrolls poised From shore to shore All the very best For whom she seeks Housed in their valor And forged in dismay And yet the shadows Lurk, in each rose-laden verse I dispense Bitter-cold and false All the very best Rings, untrue Withered and trite The…
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The child dies unanswered In the whirl-wind of man Hysterical and blind Even still they labor To their tune of death As war clouds prowl Unfazed and starved We are helplessly interned Reverent and mute At the storm of their treads Bound, for peril’s embrace We are told To bury our rage As slaughter unfolds…
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I’d rather take off Into the jet-black scourge The unknown remnants That shadows each dusk Than perish unsought for And dulled with age Faint and hollowed Useless and numb I’d rather take hold Of the reigns And pierce the unslain The eternal trail of night In place of decay Of a merciful death Tranquil and…
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Wading to solid ground From the tussle and pull The strife of former seas Through winded breath I’ll labor ashore In defiance of fear Bound, to a life-long oath For distant fellowships I steam ahead Beyond the bleak waters That have snarled my time
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Perhaps I’ll die Forever interned By this lifetime harboring curse In maddening haste Amongst the wicked And braced for flame For pitiless eons of longing Few triumphs linger For sorrowful palms To be lovingly coddled In docile hands Too little remains For those mute With apathy’s scourge Burrowed In their fault-ridden bones
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