Stalwart

As my body catches up with my age I finally understand The sacrifices you made for us And as my eyes fail I can finally see The blood you had spilt on earth's crust Just so we Could be a bit better than you As my chest aches And my bones...

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Nightly Escapade

Sitting beside you and humming music into your ear The moon shimmering in the lake beside us Your heart is a slow drum for our song As we stare at the sky And I smile as you lean against me, Adding your voice to mine, My heart a drum for...

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I'm Going Home

Keep it under your pillow, And dream of things you always wanted Keep it under your pillow, And remember things you won't forget. Keep a piece of me with you, And hope we'll meet again.

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Same Old, Same Old

A Slave of Routines. I am a slave of routines, and I am a dog to my addictions. I am helpless to fears, and I am hopeless to my dreams. I am a man flawed, and I can't help that. Through taking stock, I found a broken husk of a kid, a soul with...

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Juxtapose

Pushing, pulling, the waves come up the shore Taking away pieces of land for its own The wind is silent for once Leaving the waves, the birds, to speak out Clouds hang around the sky Unsure of their direction, floating aimlessly The sun...

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a quiet dark

trapped feelings of anger can't get out no one to shout at nothing to shout at he wants to see her again but it's dark he can see a dim light above maybe she's out there maybe she's down here his thirst to explore is to...

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Home

... Cold rooms in a cold house. ... A stove in the living room hasn't been used in a long time. Night falls down, bringing stars and shadows. ... It's been a long time since I have been here. The floors still the same. The windows still the...

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A Poem.

Seven islands, an archipelago. Rivers run through each, carving them. Currents crash against them. A raging storm, a free spirit. A solid mountain, a willow tree. A tortoise, and a bull. There is a lone wolf. Earthquakes happen, and...

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Wait

As the sun rose, shadows lengthened, and the night started to peel away slowly. The dawn, while it looked beautiful, felt... sad. He wasn't sure why, but it felt sad to him. He was leaving his home, and heading to college. He should be feeling happy,...

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Warmer Soil and Water

The cold, loving winter has such nice weather And like two wolves sleeping together We dream of a time when things were better Dreaming of a time when our ears were wetter And like two bears we're fighting each other Like humans, we fight like...

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Vagrant (poem)

It's about as far as the crow flies Over the hills and mountains There it lies The thing we've been searching for our entire lives We've went through hell and back for this thing So it better be worth the pain The stars never looked so...

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Oxymoron

It's a glass half full But that seems to be the problem here It's a glass half empty But it always feels like there's something there Out of sight, out of mind, I just hope you do remember me, Absence makes the heart grow fonder, But that...

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