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An Angel's Omen
The silence echoes as if you are not.But no matter what, I shall face the sinful lot.I will show all the forces, that even one man,Has the willpower that proves ...
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If A Thought Is Worth A Penny...
If a thought is worth a penny,Then why are the numbers many?The poor and ill-hearted,Those waiting to be departed.Those whose lives they’ve turned away.Even the children do not play.All of ...
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River of Tears
As I walked down an empty street,I gazed upon what once were my feet.But to my deepest fears,I only saw a River of Tears.But I hope you're happy out there.Living ...
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The Trio of Tribulations
Morning/MourningAs I swallow the morning,Oh, so bright.People are mourning,For the safety of the night.They are exposed by the sun,From the light they then run.Out of slumber,Upon an early number.And
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Dear Ms. Nostalgia
Dear Ms. Nostalgia,Your light still beckons me from afar,Your impeccable beauty, greater than any star,Your eyes shimmer like memories of old,Now I’m just mourning for the love that they hold.For ...
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The Doppelganger
Eyes tempting,Reality melting,I saw the man in the dark cloak.His hair, a dark and devilish plumage, swayed like a smoky serpent.His eyes, flashing a blood-red luminescence of deep and intense ...
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The Angelic Catalogues of Celestial Despair
Controversy of the Dying DawnWhat if the sun chose not to rise?Then I would know that my life is just lies;That despite my waking the morrow comes not;There is only ...
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His Tender Love
Life is not an easy thing. But especially if you try. Sometimes things don't go the right way, And we start asking why... But love will always carry us, Throughout ...
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To Go Astray
A child hath breached the northern door. He cometh through love, with much to adore. Or so they say. For love has been shown To go astray. If you've not ...
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Ventorum de Lux
Ventorum de Lux Lumen est sed a obumbrata cras, Pervigilant eam decidet in vacuum aeternum. Vita semel esse desiit. Quod semel est nunc perfudit in dolor. Non aestuare socii et ...
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Seeds
Ideas. What are they? Simple neurological impulses that just seem to click in the right way? Are they accidents? Are they divinely inspired? We've all asked ourselves these questions before ...
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Psychohomichlophobia
The depths of human conscious must be nurtured and fueled. Kindle your intellectual conflagrations, I plea.
