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We’ve bred these tortured winds Each troubled wave Colored, by the fumes Of our time Until the hour We’re sealed inside Our carelessly sown demise Swept away from shore With each trial spun In the fury Of short-sighted joy By a vengeful gust Fit, for colossal thieves Who drain To the final, savory drop
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Blood ravages The clear blue day In unrepentant streaks Warm, with the freshly defiled The incessant scream Pours into earshot Of the staggering dead Marooned, in eternal bliss Blood ravages Once clear And hopeful panes Depraved, and jetting With fervor And tragic haste The innocent pulse To their final red pints As the weak-willed stroll…
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This poetry meanders In a northward crawl From the callous roots Ensnared, in swamp and twine A steady hammering Rattling curse Never spares a moment Of its crude And primal song Every inch is plagued With its trembling woe With the monstrous tune Spawned in tears And turmoil lost
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Stockpiled emotions Are ablaze For teary-eyed kin For love prevails Above doubtful snares Every fearful And hesitant bind True affections may sail With long-awaited ease From each full And ever-longing heart Beyond the sprawl Of a bygone mist All may thrive And endlessly dream
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Apocalypse was sudden In one short And sultry gust As my lungs grew full And I dissolved Beneath, the fumes of rapture The earth was awash In an ivory haze Mutating At each slow And heedful breath I retained The smoldering days of old Threading, the new world And all its neon splendor
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What a wondrous time to be Sapped, by the luxury Of our sweetened present How easy it is to slide Into solace To burrow with content In the daily roles we play Blissfully mute We deal in plastic Dulled by the glow Of the endless scroll What a wondrous time to be Fully clothed In…
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I fell apart In one sly And devilish wisp To the tune Of their baying delight In the heart of passersby Their eyes Brimmed, with blistering joy Garbed In preyed upon flesh Woven, from the off-color spool I was battered Yet stern in dissent I’d fallen apart To their gathering glares At the toll Of…
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All at once I was overjoyed As the giving roads All swayed With blissful ease Atop these treads Awash in their valor Adrift from a full And wanderlusting heart Like fluid I coursed Cool and cradled Ever-true To a mothering wisp To wither softly In the silk seas of wonder Of a drawn And well-earned…
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I am consumed In yesterday’s Slithering tonic The foul Serpentine ghoul I hold in the swamps Of my fear-laden gut Preserved In this silent hull of flesh Dormant, sour And void Of pitiful worth How can I dream So brazen and bold While encaged in the sorrows I’ve squandered Solely in verse?
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I’m a coward who hides behind sophisticated words.
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