Category: Poetry
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Devil’s Deal
Daunting dreams and images Revolving in my head Memories or nightmares Things I often dread It creeps up from my ignorance The bliss in which I swim And hits me like a ton of bricks Then tears me limb from limb The choking sobs, unending thoughts Things of past and future I cannot undo one…
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Winter
Despair floods around me and fills up every pore. You nameless ones who know me not, your hurtful words I so abhor. I spurn myself for caring so but cannot turn away, and so I mourn and mope and cry without the strength to say, “Your vicious words are so unjust, you make my world…
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