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My pulse grows reckless The further I delve Into this padded Ivory lair For the promise That faithfully lingers At the sudden close Of each homeward Voyaging trail Where hysteria Blooms From sown dismay In these minced hills of flesh In the span Of skin, muscle, and marrow Worn thin Too frail for coddling As…
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Bygone friendship Was joyfully aflame In the aft Of voyaging dreams As we parted ways With frightening ease Adrift For our lonely Fragments of dawn Kinship waned With its parting song Engulfed, in its hardly Somber farewell We remained Ever-grateful For the cheer once held In hope to behold Our warmth In passersby
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Tussling in the ether With rabid premonitions I descend in tatters From a warm crimson fog Sparing No songs of triumph As the morrow’s keeper And its trove of woeful promise I spare no words In my predawn tottering Bound for precious soil Not long In the ways of the world
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I am too enthralled By the wayward Tumbling swell Rogue In its drunken tune In its heartless Troubled refrain Exhilaration blossoms With alarming Flair and haste In want for a mind Ever-kept in wonder Fearless and fruitful Brimmed With the savagery of hope I shed in bulk The neon fabric Of these proud And restless…
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The words of kin Stroll away From their reckless lips Burdening my ears With their piercing Toll of disdain I grow lifeless and firm In their cold Blackened swill Beneath hapless notions Coiling and crushing My lone call to arise My skull overflows With the worries and whims Of faceless passersby With the frayed songs…
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How terribly I miss Their thunderous roll The heartfelt blare Encaged in summer’s past These present roads differ Into a dreadful Sick-inspiring gulch Where malady Is faithfully pungent At home In its sweltering squalor In merciful dreams alone These memories fight on With the heartbeat Of former vigor and joy How they wage war Masterfully…
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I derail humanity With dormant words Overrun and battered By the treads of many before Tattered roads Run hopelessly Unresolved In each verse I spawn By the hasty labor Of a quill’s lightening edge My words So seldom stray For the waiting coils Of fondness and favor For they hold no bounty No truth-bearing cause…
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New world harmonies Devour, my every Cursed Ache and want Slithering fondly Inbound For my inner whirlwind Of ceaseless peril To disband The wretched Hell-spawned fury In young And heartfelt strife The remedy calls With defiant zeal A noxious All-consuming dream The conqueror The retriever Of my desperate, beckoning Cold and wayward hopes
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We were soluble Thoughtfully dissolved In our scalding swill Of young affection Beyond the world’s Uprooting hand Its deathly whim And callous resolve We were So gladly immersed As aimless prey To our swift And hungry regrets Prowling faithfully In heated pursuit Of our joyous And tender years
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I awoke With jagged And splintered roots Stained In ancestral red Pooling At the scornful And deathly whim Of my full And burdensome heart Hefty words Fell away In wide And fearful droves Doomed On the cusp Of my cautiously plotting Trembling Guilt-ridden lips What remained Was entombed In my shadowy psyche As I bled…
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