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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required There is nothing left of life that death cannot resolve, times velocity spins on stolen lips and minute pieces of adamantine pierce the edge of soles worn with pain ---- Right here, Where night and dawn merge the membrane strains cleaving, as shade blackens blue for mere milli seconds Standing in the hollows of night still, watching forever shimmering in the shadowed corner of my eye, I, me, always a curious creature swallow bricks and mortar tasting truth In my head an orchestra plays the symphonies composed of my life strings wring my heart with melodies wrought in pain and self-loathing shame and eventual surrender to the beat But, in the beauty of renewal in the peace of your reflections I've wondered at the universe memorizing the mysteries unsolved ever tantalized neurons smashed awakening ever and over again Sleep has been a foreign land settled by the fortunate longed for by the tortured spirits of my mind Yet in these dark magnificent galaxies when snores softly sigh in peace or monsters haunt your dreams, I have watched millennia of mourning shatter the promise of darkness evermore, I wondered as sunshine held a drop of dew and as light of hope captured the ghosts of night banishing them forevermore, or until nights edge I am a watcher and a teller of tales Singer of forbidden songs and tragedy, downtrodden, I rose to fight again and again with a schizophrenic mind harnessed within the beauty of a single star and the promise of humanity in the kindness of a strangers touch Now at the end of all journeys my final battle lays in that which I know not, shackled that foreign land whisks me away again and again, dreams cease as moisture rolls from my brow --- Slowly, slowly, slowly winding down into nothingness Gently, gently, gently I will lay down your cries of grief My words aren’t never-ending my breath will someday cease Yet true beauty and wonder lies in the wondrous infinity of peace just look into these eyes overflowing with pain know !! there will be an end, even that shall ease ...
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