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Thy young maiden,
Peck her Lily flower a shake.
A brittle sound of break,
Sobbing till tears make.
Bare feet on wet grass.
Alas, her life, soon ‘twill pass.
Copyright © The Painter | Year Posted 2023
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So close your breath tingles my skin.
A transient kiss, placed on illusive lips.
I so wish, this moment would eternally exist.
Unfortunate souls bounded by love.
Two cold hands, in one glove.
Yet so far it's all a blur, this confusion I must concur.
This moment won't go in vain.
because i know, it will be a while till i dream of you again.
Copyright © The Painter | Year Posted 2022
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A forever lasting lullaby,
Sung by weeping angels.
I must atone my sins,
Alone.
Copyright © The Painter | Year Posted 2023
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I'm helpless, helplessly so,
Bound to the weight of mine own woe.
Mine hands do shake, mine limbs do fail,
And every deed is carved in frail.
I wander around aimlessly,
A wretch who doth not wish to be.
Mine fingers break what once stood tall,
Mine lips do lie, mine own to fall.
I tear, I spoil, I set to waste,
I choke on all I swore to taste.
Till breath is thin and time is slow,
I'm helpless, helplessly so.
Copyright © The Painter | Year Posted 2025
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The sky shows no concern or grace,
For Friday's dawn or sister's place.
Oh, I wish the sky would weep for me,
Its tears would bring some sweet relief, you see.
Yet still, I know it's not to be,
For sorrow's breath must rise, then flee.
If heaven wept for every soul,
The rain would never stop its roll.
It's just a thought, and fair, I think,
That clouds stay quiet, while hearts sink.
Still, I long for tears to fill the sky,
And find some comfort as time goes by.
Copyright © The Painter | Year Posted 2025
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