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 Oct 2016 S S
JK Cabresos
A home for broken dreams,
painted with memories
and regrets.
 Oct 2016 S S
JK Cabresos
Alone in the room,
my hands are stained
with poetry.
The night is still - frozen,
Goodbyes are forced, not chosen.

By Lady R.F ©2016
 Oct 2016 S S
Rob Rutledge
The wind speaks in warnings
Passed fast from leaf to leaf.
The rustle of the undergrow
Stirs firm in disbelief.
Pitters and patters scatter
The fallen pain.
The last acorn of the season
Falls,
A final act of treason.
A beacon among the coming rain.
A warrior keeps rising
like radical waves
in violent seas,

Regardless of how many times
a warrior keeps falling,
their valiance
will never cease.

Strength, courage,
and determination
are the mechanisms
built within,

Valiance reigns supreme
with this human being;
even if they are defeated,
they still win!

By Lady R.F ©2016
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