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I cave A hopeless wretch As bravery nears Having conquered The falling, fading day Father He spares few words As his eyes trace my fear Disheartened And burdened with worry My nerves draw chaos In the rising fumes of despair At the swell Of the morrow’s hatred Foreseen within, his tired eyes Father knows What…
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Wallowing Within placid Half-hearted stanzas The unsparing void Where I’ve stranded my thoughts To marinade in squalor Callous, ragged, and unkempt Time draws breath Desperately Tussling with panic In its slow, horrid demise It withers at the hands Of titanic reveries Coiling the windpipe And awaiting its final tremor When all is motionless Frayed and…
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The days choked Upon the great plumes of savagery Cast out By the furious and frightful Lionhearts withered In the shrill cries of ordinance Scattering, impaling All brazen, fire bred travelers With sharp eyes Forever swallowed Beneath the leagues Of unsparing silence The careless thrash Of brother and foe Is buried deep In the soils…
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Our time Is cruel, to hastily wither In a peaceful Steady decline As we converse Unaware of the age The bedlam We know as home In our roving All turmoil wanes Fearful Of the aimless chatter In the casual fall Of idle words Spent To keep misery at bay
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The windowpanes caught fire And scorched slow As I labored awake I strained and heaved To be clear and conscious To coast through the morn Unburdened, by days long lost Still I labored onward Shroud In nightmarish agony I remained watchful With prowling eyes True to their search For the cause Of each mindless Daily…
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No glass was left unscathed For the night retained Its juvenile sway For chaos ruled Our trembling days So we burdened the eves With our harbored dismay As the night Teetered, unhinged And the meek hearts yearned For a fruitless binge They cleaved Each virgin craft Through rivers brewed gold On their fever-driven rafts
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Like the passionate stream Of walled in anguish Through the fractures Of bloodshot eyes My words fall cold Upon deathly pavement Callous, dreary, and mute These endless roads Of solemn grey Shall court my soul to ruin To be swallowed whole By a storm drain’s thirst And leveled Beneath the might of seclusion The grief…
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My eyes Remained razor sharp Despite the fog The treachery of half-sleep Among roaming shadows I scoured with vigilance Aware, of the restless world My limbs fully, prepared for flight My pulse climbed At predawn’s haunting loom Festering Stout with memory Swarmed by forgotten ghosts They yearn Mournfully To dwell In the arms of my…
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I plunged Into a murderous sleep With concrete limbsObeying, the quicksand’s pull Among the tombstonesProud, grey and stern They scaled higher and higherIn the gradual wane of the surface Thunder and rain Were a natural send offLike mournful, pattering snaresWith Mauser’s raised For their unified salute Once tame reveries Lunged forth With a primal…
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I bear traitorous thoughts In the sneering eyes Of swift passersby One glance One quick swill Is all That is truly required To retain the entire narrative Of a turncoat’s cowardice Yearning, to revise skin I hold traitorous thoughts Earlobes that quake To mankind’s Every tune My words blossom True to their own flair…
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