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Vince Alvior
Feb 2015
· 579
Loss of Sight
Vince Alvior
Feb 2015
Loss of Sight
I have found my peace
But I don't feel so free
Now, although they ceased
I don't know about me
Through all I did
All the hardwork
What seemed so vivid
Now, it seems so blurred
Part 6
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Feb 2015
· 306
Done with the Con
Vince Alvior
Feb 2015
Done with the Con
They're gone, they're dead
They lose, I win
I'm done, they bled
No use, their kin
Oh, how it satisfies
Their pain intensifies
Their head, their limbs on a stake
Farewell, they fell for my bait
Part 5
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Feb 2015
· 247
Sweat and Blood
Vince Alvior
Feb 2015
Sweat and Blood
They never saw this coming
The pain they gave, is what they'll gain
Now's the time to get going
They will pay, as they're slain
Part 4
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Feb 2015
· 309
The Birth of an Artist
Vince Alvior
Feb 2015
The Birth of an Artist
I won't let this keep on
I'll make sure they stop
I'll make sure they're gone
I will not give up
They won't leave my sights
I will track them down
I'll get back my rights
I'll retrieve my crown
Part 3
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Feb 2015
· 792
Hypocrisy made a Sadist
Vince Alvior
Feb 2015
Hypocrisy made a Sadist
In my life, I am in harmony
But, nothing lasts forever
My harmony, brought in their villainy
Their villainy, brought in my anger
My patience runs thin
To evil, it gives in
Peace was never here
But the future remains clear
Second part of the story
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Feb 2015
· 301
Insanity was once Innocence
Vince Alvior
Feb 2015
Insanity was once Innocence
My life was peaceful
Everything was so serene
All the days were joyful
How I wish it would still be clean
This life that's supposed to be peaceful
Everything should have been serene
All the days supposed to be joyful
Down I beg this will all turn clean
This is the begininng of a series of poems that tell a story that I thought of.
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