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Joseph Fritz Poem
The lies that I have told you
Can not be justified
It doesn't matter what I say
The truth is still a lie
The closest thing to honesty
Is far and few between
The only lies forgiven
Are the lies that went unseen
But now it is over
And nothing can be done
We can hide from the truth
But we can never run
From the lies that came between us
The truth will never fall
On the lip that once believed in me
The lies will end it all
Copyright © Joseph Fritz | Year Posted 2013
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Joseph Fritz Poem
The vile stench of ravens’ blood, the sound of death surrounds
Evil lurks upon a soul, in lines that circle round
Through cadence of this blackbird howl, the sound is one to fret
Through eyes of blackened fowl, destiny is set
Pools of blood reflect the light, of all that is to come
Ravens’ perched up on the sky, devouring the some
A bird of prey shall be the end, as blood does hit the ground
The end of life is all that’s true, for does not make a sound
Murders of the foul, they gather on up high
Peering down on to the flesh, through their blackened eyes
Pure at heart without a soul, instinctively aware
Pray has fallen to the ground, in all of its despair
The time has come, the end of some, devouring the soul
The flesh does rip, the Raven sits, upon this empty hole
For now you see, what has to be, the end of nature's wrath
Peering through, the eyes of you, this is the ravens path
Copyright © Joseph Fritz | Year Posted 2013
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Joseph Fritz Poem
As strong as the rivers
That flow through my soul
A heart that has become
As dark as coal
Is existing in a world
Without love nor pain
Is exaistance in a world
filled with hate and vain
Liveing to die
Dieing to live
Are rivers with tides
That will never give
Peace of mind to the soul
I long to find
In death it will come
But may fall on eyes that are blind
Copyright © Joseph Fritz | Year Posted 2013
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