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Distance Cradles our forms Delaying the day Our shadows collide We breathe with ease And lend Our gilded refrains In the shield Of our spacious divide The miles are kind To the bounty We’ve stored in haste In a maddened Emotional gust For what they withhold Is agony unsheathed Primed for blood And the flesh…
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So closely knit Is the brave new world The daily crossfire We foolishly brave Bound and bowered We strive for war For the quarrels That flood The purest of hearts All that remains Are the wavering scores Who writhe in peril At the lash Of troubling verse So closely knit, we stir To our quiet…
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Carted off to joy By a steamrolling mass Mad, with youthful desire Their worlds All blur And blare the same Mindlessly, quaking With the spoils I dream to reap In the heart Of restless droves I wearily trudge Enrobed In torturous silence Wrangled Barren and limp Their passions wheel Swollen With young-hearted flair
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I’ll-fitting garbs Bring a vengeful draft Enshroud In mothering night The laughter sprawls Clouding The hull of my mind Where I cherish The spoils of day All through the dark They reign In lustful cries Wicked And plagued by thirst In want For the morsels I keep The sway of dreams I hold In spite…
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Monotone Fogs the day Rendering our limbs Spoiled, dormant and dull Our dreams Are grey and faint Worrisome and far Coursing With pitiful despair Our truthful roads Now weave Through shades of white To wander Unyielding and frayed
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Turned tail Into a hail of dust The cowards swarm With pestering fear They take to the breeze Desperate As the earth Whirls around In flight From the towering Iron loom They withdraw With shriveling pride Firmly coddled By their young And bountiful years
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Friendship Falters and fades With ease By the gradual Withering Of time As exhaustion Drains Our impassioned days Until all comfort Is stretched Too far and thin And withdraw Is bound To each Of our sullen forms
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We are So easily dismayed In these roving tides That coddle our infant rage Awash With vengeful And seething thoughts We expunge Our diverging truths So easily swayed To our temper’s brink Our thoughts all fray And fuel Our wandering disgust Speak softly Mindful of all And keep to the droves So full, on their…
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No shame In scrambled thoughts In the bedlam clutched To every trembling Verse I expunge For all kin Surely tussle Within the same Binds of fear There is no shame In the lows of fright At the rolling hell Of a sure And ravenous demise The infernal wheel is forged Swollen to the brim With…
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The hours wheel along In desperate flight Beneath the sprawl Of silver and ivory skies And nothing is worth A passing glance As I voyage Further within With weary bones I slave upon tattered roads Enshroud And blinded by self As autumn grey Is hoist To mangle my hopes The bliss, that trembles At the…
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