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Through the Lens of Melancholy
The demons gaze at me like they’ve drunken malice tea. A beverage filled with pure hate, only my spilt blood will fully satiate. Their thirst, and their hunger, because they feed on my worst. My thoughts and my feelings, all my troubled dealings. The times that I reached up and hit into glass ceilings…
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Supernovae Crochet
I can feel the fire in my heart light up again, maybe once more, though turns out sorting all my past mistakes out is such a chore…
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Year by Year
Work, play, restMurk, flay, testLurk, pray, crest Head is jumbledMind is fumbledOverencumbered is IToo weighted down to flyToo devoid of space to cryAll I can do I let out a brief sigh Relax they sayRelax and praySo I pray then lay downVanishing my worryThe blizzard clears, banishing the flurry
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Angel Eyes
Have you seen angels?I’ve seen angelsI’ve even been an angel When I’m in hellI speak a spellTo God I tell And then “love” I smellThen the universe I thankFor giving me a spank Sending me in the right directionMy inner self, providing retrospectionTo my soul, giving me a slight correction The lowest lows and the
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Spiral of Doubt
If there’s a former and a latterIt’s probably the latterThe former doesn’t matterIt’s just meant to scatterYour heart and your mind, it’s only hypotheticalJust meant to tickleYour nerves, unearthedYour feelings of doubtThe things that you shoutThen you sit there and pout Overthinking, the ship is sinkingDown down down we goFill up buckets with water, throw
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