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HermanWinter
Open to criticism.
I stand in a cave where I can't feel my feet, There's no room for the brave or thoughts of defeat. I reside here alone though all can be felt, Harder than bone but to touch is to melt. Nothing can be had in this place that I dwell, It's driving me mad but it's swell so oh well.
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Aug 6, 2014
Aug 6, 2014 at 1:51 PM UTC
Grasping at straws
They say only in infinity do two parallels meet, but in this house at 6 pm every weeknight when we eat the finite get a touch of love as food is more than just prepared, when you cook it with the thought of us it’s more than taste that shows you care. Through acts alone you give us life beyond what’s seen upon the surface, despite the cause of any strife you give us all a purpose. Forever to you we owe a debt to be paid in love and life beget.
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May 11, 2014
May 11, 2014 at 1:58 PM UTC
A sonnet for a mother
If you don't mind, I think I'd like a drink Can't take much more of these polar extremes If you don't mind, I'm not looking to think I can feel myself starting to sink This world's not made for the in-between If you don't mind, I think I'd like a drink Don't want to talk, I wrote it all in ink I've come to learn nothing's as it seems If you don't mind, I'm not looking to think Growing up here I felt myself shrink In a feeble attempt to find my scene If you don't mind, I think I'd like a drink I stretched myself to the outer brink Certain now I've figured out what it means If you don't mind, I'm not looking to think It was here and gone in less than a blink Like figments and fragments of last night's dream If you don't mind, I think I'd like a drink If you don't mind, I'm not looking to think
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Feb 12, 2014
Feb 12, 2014 at 1:27 AM UTC
Hey, bartender