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The muse is gone
The words come out wrong
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holy cow, been a while...
sorry not a poem, maybe soon though...
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Looking up I see the ice melting, / Slowly she lets me in. / The castle walls melt down around, / Her glistening eyes: mirth. / She laughs softly as I gaze upon, / Lost amid the maze within. / A single tear falls
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Gone so long
I hope not to be forgotten
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Make me your addiction
Inhale my every scent
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"Lost my pillow and blanket" she said so softly,
Nothing more have i ever wanted thought of me.
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The subtle flow of energy,
Glances, smiles, and tiny hugs.
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Boredom plaquing my mind
Playing in the future
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The falling leaves turned golden
As time is flying across the night
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The world lives in catastrophe
No one knows but you me and henry
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All it takes is one try,No, all you get is one try.If you fail to get by,Is it okay to let love die?What happens after that
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These walls,
These Herculean masses of time,
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The subtle song of the siren's sway
better judgement leaving
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The truth about parenthood:
Your children are you,
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Ever had a thought
life altering
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the darkest dawn
still brighter than night
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I can't win, so just read this for fun(and homework :P) the story shows nothing, but the poem within the story shows my style(and the story a little as well, mo
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The derelict wishes of light...
Awash in the slumber of opposition ..
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The derelict wishes of light...
Awash in the slumber of opposition ..
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The unspoken verse
The softest spoken curse
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Don't give me the make-up
I want the mistakes-up
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I can't be all that you want me to be
I said it, i won't hide behind a lie
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Raging through an alchohol induced trip
Hands are gripping the steering wheel
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She turns her head in pain
I hang mine in shame
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Why does it have to be this hard
Oh yeah, she's scarred
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forever may you smile,
I wont be gone but for a lil while.
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Sitting in space
Minds drifting in this place
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You walk with your head hung low
You store your emotions
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If i could tell you what i felt
Then i'd have nothing to write
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Looking to the future
A hallway full of open doors
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The soft carress of the wind on my ear
The shiver that passes down my spine
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No more will you cry yourself to sleep
No more will you know these tears of pain
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Like a shadow on the land
The golden light filtering
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