Agony

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The Shadow Between Her Life~

Midnight's were the times she couldn't breathe

It was like a dark shadow above her wings

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I am always afraid,
Always looking over my shoulder.
My master hates me.
Tormenting...

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I Wish This Was All A Dream

Yeah I deal with loneliness and depression at times.

Doesn't mean that I'm weak just makes me...

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Life

Life

Life is a strange and wonderful thing
life is a time to shout and to sing
Life goes on from...

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Never be the same

You will never be the same.
As this life drags slowly by,
It takes all the hostages.
...

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The Concealed Kin.

The Concealed Kin.

A picture paints a thousand words,
And more when hung with care,
A simple task seems innocent...

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Suddenly emerge

Suddenly but oh so roughly,
suddenly emerge.
it's been years since I've felt ,
the...

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Epic Problems

Epic Problems

I wonder the streets of an eerie, desert ghost town, mostly oblivious to my own wretched state of being....

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A Reason for Me

A Reason for Me

Their is so much beauty in my sadness
Yet so little in my smile
So over time, after a while...

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Broken heart

Broken heart


A "broken heart " has immidiate entry to "Heaven"
A "Heart Breaker " has immidiate entry to...

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Angel

Angel

Angel
An angel on a cradle.
like the one in morisot's painting,
on a summer day like...

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My Wheelchair ♿

My Wheelchair ♿

never tired, never the truth
But no way out of it, a game played without choice”
life simply...

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The train was delayed

The train was delayed

On that Saturday morning,
the train was delayed,
my mind was committing suicide on the tracks...

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A Worse Fate Then Death

A Worse Fate Then Death

(when living nightmare pierced real time
thus engendering the following rhyme)

adrenaline...

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Your word

Your word

Passing the sad”
mimmiling waves,
of joy toward screams.
The loudest to season”...

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ENGLAND MY ENGLAND

ENGLAND MY ENGLAND

What happened to the England that I knew?
When fields were fields and skies were blue
People...

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Why can't they see?

Why can't they see?

If I’d been born in 1840; I mighta been from old New York
Wearin’ blue at Fort Blakely, or fightin’...