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Years with you in a throne
My queen, in the rain we flown
We nurtured our love, so it grown
Memories we shared, wont condone
Our heart sealed in a diamond stone
Life with you was all I have known
now I must take this journey all alone
travel to a far land of an unknown
endure this pain all in my own
destiny split us, for that, I groan
I am at loss and in my own
so much tears, my eyes blown
my body aches and melts to its bone
our heart bleeds with pain and torn
one portion for you to own
the rest for me to shown
in lonely nights I must mourn
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Long days, sleepless nights
Cold, frozen in my own dreams
As a swift of speedy years
passes like a falling streams
beauty with its morning beams
yet threat to my body that cries
like a season of fall, lifeless leaves,
freed by its mother branch, dried,
bare in a shore where it lies
my heart yearns for a soulmate
to break chains of a grieving fate
penetrate thy treasure of a heavenly gate
seal a vow for a glory date
And blossom a love to celebrate
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Smile at an isle
Alone with a whale
Oh the world
Is not as bold
Snow and cold
Turn me into old
But thoughts of love
Is fresh like a rose
Her distance at sight
Is closer at night
Oh days in dream
Will it ever be real!
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fear to uncover a mysterious pain
reach a depth of darkness hell
she blocked me out, and
heaped hills within hills
masked her ravaged heart
with forceful smile
her lips stayed shut, yet
spoken without a sound
crumbling body ruins,
banned from a touch of love.
wistful eyes drowned
in a floating tears
throaty voices rambles
with a shrilling voices
in a haughty wall, oppressed,
is where she lays in frail
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Two lives within me
Both, a spile of a life to be
a set of paints for people to see
a smile, a cover of a profile to be
Two lives within me
off into a distance, no eyes could see
both acts beyond me
hostile, and won’t let me be
One flows under waves
Bold with its raves
a depth so deep, where it paves
the other rocks by a gentle tide
floats and dance with a moon’s smile
dominant, up where it shines
And align with God’s divine
Both lives sense miles of revile
in harmony they reconcile
as dialed the last of sundial’s time
no more, for the there is no more time.
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Once proud, walked tall
Effortless, but now I crawl
In wheelchair’s thrall
Bold voice, now drawl
Old leather unfolds
Topped by dust and cold
Centered, as I hold
To a fixed frame
Where my leg lame
Wheeling to spin
with speed of a Push ring
Rusty tune that sing
a long gone song of spring
Once a pair by side
longing to guide
behold with pride
but now at curbside
anxious, wait for a ride.
Oh, glazed eyes that sighs
I will rise and wipe my cries
tears up from the skies
made me not, but wise
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I wait the day
When the world obeys
I wait the day
For people to say
I wait the day
When I hold and feel
Help will come and
My heart will heal
Time will pay for
The days left
Her first at sight
And lips that smile
Feeling of delight
Will appear inside
I wait the day and
Persist a pray
Help will come
Hearts will unite
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Follow the map, they say.
Rules were set to obey
No glitch for us to delay
What if there is another way?
Follow the road, they say
No detour or there will be a plight
Endure, it is just a phase
Don’t fight, for there is no space
No judge will the case.
Follow the map they say
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Smile at an isle
Alone with a whale
Kept me into parts
Oh the world
Is not as bold
Snow and cold
Turn me into old
But thoughts of love
Is fresh like a rose
Her distance at sight
Is closer at night
Oh days in dream
Will it ever be real
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O soul with chain
love is in my vain
so leave me not in pain
for that I can’t impede
O soul with chain
jail me not in hell
for that fell me behind
so let free my hand
travel onto the land
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