The mind of a poet for Saturday, May 9, 2009

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Saturday, May 9, 2009

Verge

Some refer to it As felo-de-se When life gets to hard I just want to flee At one point I had so much promise I was filled with glee Now I’m an outcast Due to my own actions Alone just me and some cold tea Annihilation brought on By the thought There is no salvation Who would’ve thought? During the... Sign in to see full entry.

Midnight Train

So fond of you Tender love When I am cold You make me warm With your compassion You never give your love away in rations If you leave me I fear I will fall ill Face changing colors Not blue but a shade of ashen So I hop aboard This red eye Love restored When I see you again my great reward They said... Sign in to see full entry.

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