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Yes, I am deadYes, / I am dead / I have walked the streets of life / before there were even roads / I twisted my a

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Jun 8, 2019

off the top of my headwhat's left unsaid? / if never the time was taken to be read. / in the fields of flowers / where pol

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Apr 19, 2019

The King of TidesHe rushes out / And then / Back in again / In a never ending cycle / Of advancement / And retreat /

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Dec 11, 2018

Sonnet #64 There are many flowers in the meadow(And I've been picking dandelions) / The rush of wind chases a wayward cloud / Over the foliage's lu

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Nov 28, 2018

Sonnet #47 The filtered selfHow could true love contain a filtered self? / All we think, say and do is who we are / how could mi

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Nov 27, 2018

So humble it is we have to dieSo humble it is we have to die / No matter how hard we try and try / How humble it is that we have t

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Nov 27, 2018

Sonnet #48 Heart achesBitter heart aches can last through lonely rides / I know the exact feeling my darling / I've endure

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Nov 26, 2018

Saturday night orgies turn into Sunday morning massesI've got a confession / What's my lesson? / Marlin Brando / Flounders / Off the coast / Who can boas

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Nov 25, 2018

Sonnet #14 Yes, end noPeople seemingly vanish all the time / But where are they if you're in the same place? / And here I

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Nov 25, 2018

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