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A fast burning life
Poem Body: The flaming fire it captures the night Decreasing the murk that's littered with fright The strength it exudes is constant and fierce Propelling through trifles we struggle to pierce Look at...
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Origin of man
Poem Body: Origin of man of what he has made of potions and proverbs and stones he has layed . The mark of the Lion of pyramids we know the wall an extension past limits we go . Fire his weapon his...
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The Bland soul
Poem Body: How bland the soul who's left to be , apathetic mediocrity . He feels no passion days left spent In a realm of life content What can a mind be left to dream When hope is smothered in the...
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The creeping self doubt
Poem Body: For what is left of this soul to show But footprints left in a fallen snow Hanging but by a delicate thread Murmurings if the dawning dead This soul it mourns for hope that's spent A demon...
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Torn
Poem Body: Torn what can I say, by a vision of memories or future in play Torn like a thief , have I taken what's yours Have I borrowed what's mine, or just closing doors Torn like a fool, do I know...
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