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She was so far from homeNever quite sure where that wasMade herself a statue of false virtueOne look would seize your heartA second look would break youShe had a beauty veiled with liesHer true beauty would blind your eyes My little MarilynHere is a verse to youYou seized me with a smileBroke me with a…
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Inside’s a maddening collageOf vivid mental photographySome of it dearly beautifulBut a lot of it pitifulSad stories repeat and proliferateAs all the tears flood around meFind it increasingly hard to concentrate Seeing those sad faces over and overAlways the best friend to the pushoverTrying to wake the sleeping childrenFrom under their thick ignorance coverToo much…
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Sweet blue earth, won’t you weep for me?Nothing’s now left to do, but the cryingSo many tears to fall, saltier than the seaBut my eyes are dry, why’s the rainmaker lying?Need to wash away the memory of her so ugly Rainmaker, rainmaker, drown me right nowBefore remembrance takes too much hold‘Fore I remember what, where,…
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Finding purpose for the wordsCan be so hard to doEven when they flowWhat do they stand for? So many topicsPique my interestsBut which are most valuable?Where should I focus? Is there a right answerTo what a writer should do?Be dedicated to somethingOr plan nothing at all? It is a curious thingThe mind of a writerConstantly…
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Finding new life in this springWhat will these bright new days bring?The warmth has made its way to my soulNow each day, I cannot help but singThe child within me has awokenTrapped for so very long insideWith feelings and desires unspoken It has long been within me dead coldThe youth inside of me, it’s rarely…
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Woke up in a scarlet morningSongbirds and the crickets chirpingBlinding sun hits my eyesI’m wide awake, my muscles crampingUnprepared for an early surpriseThere she was, in a brilliant disguiseStanding there softly humming Before I could ask her whyShe turned her face to meLovely and perfect as everBut her eyes dead as could beInside I felt…
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Do we truly ever knowWhat it is we have left?How do we figure the remainderOf our limits, God-givenOr just self imposed?The energy or lack thereofSpiritual, physical, mentalThe remainder of theseWe are left to figure Are we all doomedTo eventual entropy?Will we proveTruly finiteOutside of the presence of GraceReal or imagined our destinyThe most mundane eventsProve…
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Lost in the sands of forgotten timesLies a treasure from a distant pastFellows, we must recapture this trinketOf lost passions and intellectFrom long buried centuries passedWe still have so little to teachAnd infinitely too much to learn O Fortune’s wheel! It has turned!The princely one’s reign has endedDays of hell-bent fury and rageHave only now…
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In passing I wonderWhat is lost to the worldWhat was known of youAnd what was notThe balance of what remainsWhat to make of your legacyAlways some unanswered question To recall at onceAll those times spentThe impressions they leftThis was not the wholeOf you at all, of courseBut the balance remainsA wonderful mysteryA sort of memorialTo…
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Built a bond, and all was rightMade sweet love, each & every nightBut somewhere went wrongTender care turned to vicious fightsWhat once was a perfect love songHas turned to angry battle criesBut was love true, even all along?It’s time for our independence dayLove turned to war, we built our storesStart with clever lies and cheap…