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Storm the gates Was the ominous Overpowering cry How it rest Upon the amassed hearts Lurching forth To graze the untarnished world They must know The perils Of downtrodden kin They must know Of ruin Of unwavering hunger and strife Torch the lot Was the prevailing scream Atop memoriam Before an ever-tranquil creed
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These ill-fitting garbs Are slowly Siphoning off my breath And day by day I must fight to remain Fight for wind While feigning balance Day to day I mustn’t lose footing For all was foreseen For all will transpire well What shall I do When these limbs go numb? No longer striving Fully drained of…
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Ragdoll nights Wring out the fervor Of my slaving heart Through the many eves I drain away Destined to unthread To part ways with clarity I plunge headfirst Into a cold black refuge Emerging disheveled In the smoldering clutter of day Nightfall lurches Away from my maddening treads Instilled with primal fear In flight Of…
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I’ll never lend a word For the havoc I’ve spawned For the swarms of quivering lines I’ve scratched into being An eternal silence Shall not give way To any fond reflecting wisps I’ll beckon no longer Of the many miles claimed Of my heartfelt travels I’ve pinned in the arms of verse I will never…
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Infernal dreams Arise from my fractured conscience Having savored the day And all its glowing disdain Shadows take flight From my downtrodden thoughts From the surging uproar That raids my sorrowful sleep Panic prevails For I’ve swallowed its scourge To live inside my marrow Stirring, in the hours I grind awake A slow burn Is…
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Cowering behind thin walls Is the modern Motionless wretch He slips into a slow erosion As he sheds His finer years Coiling sorrowfully Writhing In the agony In the hold of anticipation Outside They all conspire Pondering and plotting Which trail the youth may cleave Inside He simmers In the heat of summers lost With…
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The waves Were the clearest panes A sight I dream to reclaim The sands Were coarse perfection A gem in the salt sea’s refrain I am Forever enthralled Forever drowsing In the arms In the snares of regret Where sunlight gleamed Much brighter than true And my youthful ills Were timid and few
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The others took off Without thought Without complaint Their distant fluttering Was a terrifying song I’ve buried inside of my conscience I pursued them With all of my heart But plunged Weighed down By the iron binds of doubt I grew winded Far too soon Behind their confident soaring So I sank gracefully So the…
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She leads A life of rhythmic prose Brazen Unfazed And sure To the tune Boiling deep inside Her movements are pure Exact And devoid of remorse Defiance Permeates from her words As fools stream away Consumed by their fear For truth prevails Within her verse And each moment is shroud In strength and perseverance









