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When bridges still aflame from yesterday melt away the joy of the night, like hanging icicles in direct morning sun. As the bitter cold touch of winters whipping wind rips the grip of warmth from
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When bridges still aflame from yesterday melt away the joy of the night, like hanging icicles in direct morning sun. As the bitter cold touch of winters whipping wind rips the grip of warmth from
We can not fight the ever fought with righteousness alone. We can not Win this war with sin stifling many is any fools throne. We’re only fooled by which we think by already, soon, and when. Yet
She lies to you because it draws you in fights with you and always wins. Argues when you need to be humbled without her you’d be in deep trouble. She tests you when your feeling down
So long to yesterday, its merit remains upon a white cloth a deep purple imprint has stained So long my lost love, though your memories are fading Ill cherish them long as I can without
Unable to love is the worst cut of all temptation to offer a soul beckoned call while mistaken for greed by fouled misdeeds Intentions are purest when innocence leads though the lonely heart makes frail decisions while drowning
Shame & Denial, Tempt Persecution. Search and destroy Search and rescue Formidable confusion… Kindness mistaken, True Love forsaken Quickens to twisted and dark conversation With Perception askew, direction untrue The path that once was,
LOVE POEM by Jeremiah Williams. As beauty tears open unhealed wounds empathy unearths deep roots from their supper. Confusion begins, cured with salt and gin. sacrifice solves. Scarlet solutions dissolve sin. Prayers of concrete priests
I thought of someone tonight, whom I haven’t thought of in a long time. A man who raised me, but wasn’t my biological father. A man who had already sacrificed his life raising three crazy children
GODS are pointless, so its true. Disagreements futile. Some believe in magic too their mind and body a child’s. When a person believes there are no fees for each and every action, their souls
We didn’t think we’d fall in love, since all we did was quarrel like squirrels we suddenly found our love, on one branch ready to plummet. Yet now since you’ve
Where would I be, if I wasn’t me, Maybe a pirate, who conquers the seas, Or maybe a sailor who has a disease, I might be a warrior, so thin and strong, I might be