Sorrow

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In Time...

When I lost my son, I forgot all my goals

My heart withered inside, along with my soul....

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A Letter To My Mother

A Letter To My Mother

You gave me life, and there's nothing in the world I can give you to amount...

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What to do

A relationship needs trust

this is simply a must

but what to do if it is broken

...

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Art -

heavenly tears

heavenly tears
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Christmas for Me

Dreading the winter as the days pass by
Wild like the raging storms I am the sky
The...

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THE COURTESAN (Sicilian...

THE COURTESAN (Sicilian Sonnet)

In plush red satin, lace and candle glow

She lies regally nude atop an ermine fur

While...

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Bring me back

I was at my last breath

Feeling my soul doing writhe.

It was all about to escape

...

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The funeral

When breath is no longer necessary and eyes no longer bright come to me with apologies on floral...

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My Baby No More

My Baby No More

It's seven in the morning, seven in the morning time

Thinking 'bout my baby, thinking 'bout my baby...

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Memories

Memories

Sitting here I can remember a time, not long ago by any means. A time when my vision of this place even in...

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Misuse of pronouns

They came together,

They wanted forever,

They each had different views of love in mind,...

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Time

Tick…Tick…Tick

Goes the clock its somehow harsh red numbers stare out at me in the dark.

...

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1.37.KILLING DESIRES

1.Seeds of desire cause
all-beings ever suffer.
2.Desire, free from birth
desire less...

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MY FALLEN HERO

A light in our household is gone

A voice we loved so well is stilled

A place is vacant in...

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Among Us

The day has just begun

The sun rises above my head

The end is near.

Oh, yes, the...

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Scream and Shout

She cuts her arms, as norm

And wears long sleeves once more

But I can't ask 'where from'...

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Death

Walking closer towards you. You become afraid. Not because of him, but because you know how much of you...