Bj Fard Poet Free verse

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The older I get
brain damage
pain manages to destroy
a poet expresses
in twisted conceptions
don't you wanna peek inside

The eerier the night
the more I come to life
like a vampire lost in the street
a viscious bite
I pray until alright
I may be more lost than tomarrow
or I may remember myself now
I may have been a winner
but for all, in all I sorrow

For when I touch into that inner llight
I try and guide through by the candlesight
as darkness is pushing 
its boundries in farther
take the oxygen, out in order
but somehow 
the candle now
burns firm...
like the question
or listen to the legends
that lay tapered off from the world
it seems that seems
off course
in an unknown monk's hand
everything has a cycle
and all life has a plan
when the top of that order
has made me a man

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