Grief

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Simones floor

Bitter relief as the dawn breaks
My heart again
As I whisper violent words
to the...

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Such a Short Space of Time

Such a Short Space of Time

I love, not just those
I knew back then,
But those
Who were young
Back then,...

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"His Call"

"His Call"

"Grief and pain can make monsters,
out of women and men,
hurt from a sin against you,
...

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Mr. Fletcher

Mr. Fletcher no longer works here.
He left some time ago.
Simply wasn’t here one morning,...

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MY WORLD CRUMBLES ...

As my little world crumbles,
From all my mistakes and tumbles,

As my dreams get swept away...

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It Has Been Seventeen Years

It Has Been Seventeen Years

It has been seventeen years
Since that dreadful morning
Thousands lost their lives...

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Sometimes We Search For...

Sometimes we search for answers
That we can not find
So cryptic and puzzling
And...

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My mask

My mask

Put the mask back on ,
Cover up...
Cover up...
Don't let them see your real face,...

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Five Days Before Hell

Five Days Before Hell


I remember what I was doing, exactly seventeen years ago today;
In Old Town, Alexandria...

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The Silver Box

The Silver Box

The Silver Box
It’s four o’clock in the morning
and everyone else is in bed.
I’m alone...

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We miss you

We miss you

The Sands of Time run very quickly
All to soon loved ones have to go
We're then parted by the...

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The Heart Felt

The Heart Felt

Whether it's loss,
New start or
A new chapter
When someone leaves
Who meant a...

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But I must...

I reconize agony
But it's not the same.
Its worse.
As I read her nightmare facebook...

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MY GALAXY

MY GALAXY

It's the glimmer
That lights up the evening sky
The sparkle that glistens
It's the...

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Glue Bill Whar Ming Dublin...

Glue Bill Whar Ming Dublin Down

Court hiss sea hove The Irish Times,
this hum mere ruck can bloke
kin esse spy climb mitt...

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Something in between

Something in between

It's the thoughtless who don't live above hell .
Slavery alive and well , chains to a needle and a...

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Not meant for this world?

Not meant for this world?

Not meant for this world?
Who makes this decision?
What determines this choice?
The...