Death

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Eyes closed

Eyes closed

Eyes closed
Death exposed
I ran away
They said it would be
The last time ever...

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Death? I think?

What do you think it means to die?
I think it means
there will be no one left
to love...

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Thinking Back

Thinking Back

Thinking back, back in time in time,
It was never to be the same
Tears broke out
Just...

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Somber Skies

Somber Skies

Words though tenderly adhere
Don’t comfort, those held dear
Sorrow clogs bereft eyes
...

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CUT MY BLOOD ON THE LAST STAR

Clay Walls
hold the sails
bundle hides the storms
stillness becomes a single prayer...

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"Really Using This...

"Really Using This Chance!"

"I've been in such a deep seeded denial,
for so many years,
drinking and smoking away,...

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Blackout

Blackout

Death has its own whiteness
like the ash that falls
not quite like snow
from a...

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Cicisbeo

Cicisbeo

Tis obsidian thou seek
Lavish tears befall cheek
Cold an abysmal grave
Balmy inferno...

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MY LOVE IS IN WINTERS BREAST

My love is winter
she flees on an open boat
lays her frames across the bitter ground
...

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SLEEP SOUND, SLEEP ,SLEEP...

Beneath the stirring echoed the deepest day
strange this water in memory slayed
crooked in...

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Woe Is Me

Woe Is Me

Often I contemplate death
Casting my gaze
Unto the stars.

Searching for my place,...

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Growing Pains

Growing Pains

The emptiness I feel inside
Is more than one
Can describe.

Taunted by the day,...

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Death To Our Earth

Death To Our Earth

Why are we all offended,
At stuff we didn't care of before,
Why is there now such a large gap...

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Life For A Life

Let him die and you shall live
A sacrifice you have to give.

Your pains, cries and fears...

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Weeping Willow

Weeping Willow

I shall e’er weep for thee,
β€˜Neath willow melancholy.
Amidst mossy stone,
Grave...

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dulce Γ‘ngel liberame por...

Cliches dripped from this mornings walk
light a dappled mare
dancing against this daisy...

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JIMMY JOPLIN IS A NICKNAME

Each shuffled treacherous step
clashed above the wooden casket
as the wretched stairs...