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Apathy A While

Am I awake I can’t be certain. The shades are drawn-I’ve pulled the curtains. Hope flutters from my side. This person I’ve become that precise disguise. A million deaths-Every hour I’ve died. With laughter and wonderment, I desperately cried. In … 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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The Fallen

They came at night. With blinding sight. To whom should I tell? From the heavens, they fell. One by one. With many more to come. Are these the ones who’d been cast out? Some questioned-Others no doubt. Had the kingdom … 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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