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Staring down from above an angel saw A woeful sight of a child raw His hungry eyes distant did blaze He wore a...
O’ moving dust pursuest of the frozen sun Predator of prey till left is none O’ laborer of night and day, your effort...
Realize the gift of pain that is on you laid Behold the river of torment you have to wade Why do I question...
A crossing of the mind commences when we sleep To the seducing precincts of the dream master’s keep Where man can, through the window...
The pain, the agony; the blackness I see Oh you baffled fool! The choices you made Was it really that hard to be? A...
I am waiting for you to disclose A fate, a punishment to impose A faulty soul, an error to dispose A blessing now would...
Poets laboring both day and night Bristling verses a moment’s delight Lovers of illusion, courting dreams Content with hope filling reams A...
Bending words at will, my gift A pain, a promise, a poet adrift Catching worlds that fall by this rift Trying to ‘be’ before...