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Addressed To The PessimistLife’s nothing but a rough road / When you care to only see the hateful thorns, / Digging the grave for all joy and peace.
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May 3, 2010
A Different BoyThey never trusted him with their secrets / Though he was always known to be reliable. / They talked but shared nothing with him
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Jun 2, 2014
Alone In My House ( My first poem; at the age of 9)I am alone in my house / With only my pet mouse. / My parents went to a shop
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Mar 5, 2010
Despair...Bleak shadows sweep on my soul / Weary eyes drip a dreary spirit / My breath too short to soothe the brimming fire
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Apr 7, 2011
Drunken MindsIt was when I counted my wallet / That a coin fell down. / It rolled down the granite to under a chair;
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Dec 15, 2010
For a Refreshed WorldFrom the struggling fragments of the world, / Broke and cut by the swords of war, / Lets build on bricks of love,
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Mar 8, 2010
GhostsI have sat by the silent fields at dusk; / And by those still leaves and cold air / And that sordid silence that grows on you,
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Aug 13, 2012
Growing BleakI walked through that silent garden; / In the past, it had many children. / I played with that abandoned swing;
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Sep 18, 2013
I wish...I wish, among my thousand wishes, / To float among the mysteries of the night. / When the Moon beams its soulful smile,
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Jun 29, 2011
Little ChildrenLittle eyes have told me wonders, / As sparkling innocent as sunrise; / Their sweet sunny laughter renders
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Oct 28, 2011
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