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Lost Love

As I stood, she spoke. Her words hit hard. And then I awoke. A moment caught off guard. It had been so many years. Since last, I had seen her. All the happiness -All the old fears. A peeling of … Continue reading

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This Old Love

The final scene approaches. As we walk to the door. Everybody reaches. Wanting for more. The night is not ours. To run out and play. With only the light of the stars. Showing us the way. Yet we turn, and … Continue reading

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What Will You Decide

I lay here unwilling. My days have come to a close. You sit there, hoping. Living what you chose. The machines have kept me. Here along with you. Do in what you believe. And all that we knew. Eventually, the … Continue reading

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Immortal In Death

Quartered and beheaded. The grave is readied. I will rise once again. Certain to bring your end. Ran through with a sword. Beaten by the hoard. I will rise forever. To deliver your never. Hung from the noose. My blood … Continue reading

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Goodnight Little Ones

I cherish a life. That yearns for the light. Those minds so innocent. Never to relent. With a child’s hope. The words that are spoke. Forever in wonder. Of knowledge they hunger. For you this, I wish. That you shall … Continue reading

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From Now Till Then

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Would Never

The empty walls I stare. They reflect and bare. Witness to these. With everything soon to believe. A wave of anger to enjoy. Those she has destroyed. A craving of soul. Creating the whole. I no longer can see. The … Continue reading

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