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A strange calamity
Obscures
The fair world I retain
And little remains
For these starved
Ever-roving eyes
These truth-harboring panes
Are plagued
With jagged roads of crimson
For I’ve allowed
The steady drum of anguish
To distort once true and proud
Melodies of rapture
Offbeat and battered
And ground
To a withering heap
My peace trudges
Down tattered roads
Brought forth by these crude
And impatient hands
Obscures
The fair world I retain
And little remains
For these starved
Ever-roving eyes
These truth-harboring panes
Are plagued
With jagged roads of crimson
For I’ve allowed
The steady drum of anguish
To distort once true and proud
Melodies of rapture
Offbeat and battered
And ground
To a withering heap
My peace trudges
Down tattered roads
Brought forth by these crude
And impatient hands
Literature
Outlaw
Cooling Fall breeze Please give me some of your relieving peace I'm burning, up to my teeth I'm not choosing grief I pour out all of my songs It still feels like something's wrong I don't trust anymore Is this the price for being strong? I feel like King Kong Atop the heights of the world Being shot down, Falling Even before I get the girl As a reverse butterfly I remain in my cocoon Healing my injuries Acquiring self inflicted wounds I have no clue As to which way I should shoot I don't want to hurt anybody, Nobody Why do I have a gun? I'm always on the move I'm always on the run I'm an outlaw 10/22/23
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Sadness: Her lonely companion
She lay there on her bed silently,
Deeply lost in some unknown thoughts.
Whilst staring unblinkingly at the moonlight streaming in.
"Was it going to be a magical night?"
She wondered loudly in the silent beating of her heart.
Yet a shudder she felt....
As of an old cruel friend knocking on the door.
Her vacant eyes naught but an empty canvas of pain & sadness.
Gathering the storms of her heart,
Unleashing the flood like a hurricane of tears and sorrows.
The old wounds trembling, ripping apart,
And being casted back into life.
She lay there.....
Gasping painfully like a drownded person brought to surface.
Birthing the pain li
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