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He is a poet
And everybody knows it
Though sometimes they can be a little hard;
He gives them wordings
As easy as is speaking
And does it with pride and truly without regard.
the bells ring and ring
distant and unimportant
but they speak warning.
There were no answers                                                      
                                     for the questions I asked
There were no solutions                                                    
                                           to the problem I felt
There had been days                                                          
                                    when I didn't know why
There were stars in my vision                                          
                                     when I fell from the sky.
new thoughts
bounce around my mind
as fireflies did
when I used to lie awake
the sky-light opening
the star-light showing
and ice-wind blowing
as I took a breath
and believed all was right.
my mind was a fog...
my heart became a bomb
then the quiet explosion
turning into tiny particles...
floating through empty space
like a valley with no echo
holding your absence
shored against the ruins...
drowning in ten directions
i could hear the water
at the edge of all things
in the middle of this nowhere
hope becomes a loss.
dd
Speak without your thoughts
Support your chin on your hand
Write without your eyes.
daydream.
To you, my life is,
Or it is not, you aren't sure;
You really don't know.
So what am I really like?
And honestly, do you care?
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