Poetry

It was never meant to be like this, She was never meant to die, We were never meant to elect them, Now she is turning dry, She was never meant to be this poor, We have all we need. Yet she takes from many others, Even when without need. How …

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Streams of empty promises my lover did buy me, Lights that darkness penetrates and pierces, Love so much you lift a ring, Wrath like lightning you bring.   Emotions so heavy strong men cannot lift, Eyes so blind they see the truth, My lover is different every four years, Each …

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To be mortal I feel as though I exists outside time, I feel as though the concept is a joke, We age and pass without a care, We dream then die and we all fear. Sometimes I hear death laughing as he watches, His face amused by our sufferings, If …

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