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preston-c-edwards-1
American Preston C. Edwards lives in Western North Carolina with his wife, Tatyana and their daughters, Vashti and Raheli. He has published a book of poetry titled "Dreams & Debris".
Visions of your future And dreams you will follow Showing you the way His Hand will ever guide you Through the paths of this life Into the next
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Mar 30, 2010
Mar 30, 2010 at 8:29 PM UTC
Guide
I call out in the night Crying to the heavens Demons torment my soul Despair and anguish They consume my heart I fight the temptation To to give in And end it all To surrender to the darkness again At the bottom of the deepest pit There in my personal hell I find the Light to escape And the Way to relief I find refuge In nail scarred hands
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Mar 29, 2010
Mar 29, 2010 at 10:18 PM UTC
Refuge
Frozen in time My past haunts me I cannot move forward If I do I may hurt If I don't I may die I am lost Confused Unsure of how to move From here to anywhere I cannot continue With all this chaos in my soul I feel nothing And everything I am stuck Frozen in time
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Mar 29, 2010
Mar 29, 2010 at 10:17 PM UTC
Standstill
The pain has returned Brought on by another Disappointment and anger Nothing feels right any longer The pain consumes again Unsure of where to go And how to progress Afraid of the future And of repeating the past
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Mar 29, 2010
Mar 29, 2010 at 10:17 PM UTC
Pain Returned
Shattered and broken The pieces are out of place There is no order Just chaos and pain Confusion and depression Spiraling downward Toward an end I cannot see The Light tries to reach me But the Darkness pulls me away Deeper into the abyss The Hell that is my mind
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Mar 29, 2010
Mar 29, 2010 at 10:16 PM UTC
My Mind
loneliness dejected from being alone cast down dishearten lost spirit sadness gloom sorrowful distress of the mind emptiness of the heart suffering of the soul loneliness
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Mar 29, 2010
Mar 29, 2010 at 10:16 PM UTC
loneliness
Thoughts race through my mind But words will not form Emotions flow through me But I know not how I feel The Emptiness has returned And has swallowed me again I live again in darkness Fighting to see the Light (And against it)
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Mar 29, 2010
Mar 29, 2010 at 10:15 PM UTC
Returned
My life is forfeit Death is required And blood must be spent To pay the price And make atonement For the existence I have led Ant the decisions I have made Hell and damnation await me But I shall be spared For blood was shed But it was not mine A life was given So I could live Eternally
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Mar 29, 2010
Mar 29, 2010 at 10:15 PM UTC
Price
A father is a child's first glimpse of God The beginning of their understanding of Him A portrait of His strength and shelter The first example of His authority And His mercy The child seeks his face and approval As they will one day seek God's They follow in his footsteps As they will one day follow in God's
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Mar 29, 2010
Mar 29, 2010 at 10:14 PM UTC
First Glimpse of God
You pour your love on me In times of joy And times of pain Your love pours When I hurt And when I hurt you Your love pours When I am lovable And when I can't even love myself Your love pours Always
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Mar 29, 2010
Mar 29, 2010 at 10:14 PM UTC
Your Love Pours