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We all have flaws,
No matter how pure a heart
it is still human.
No matter how hard you strive to be perfect
you'll always be flawed,
but  that's just perfect.
Far Far away she lives
A little disturbed a little curled
Making her way in this big big world
She reads me like nobody else
Pulling me out from my little shells
She tell me things, No one else tells
Ring in my heart , a million bells
She want things
Things I can never give
Far far away she lives
Far far away she lives
Sometimes when you think that life is starting to make sense , when goals look almost achieved This one person comes and put everything back in chaos
They came in like a gun blazing
Death and rage in their eyes , gazing
They aimed to **** , **** them all
They don't mind , school or mall
Ending lives, satisfy their deathly hungers
Idolising their holy religious plungers
We name them terrorist , ****** killers
They spill blood just for the thrillers
Success is counted with the lives they ****
Human blood not unlike their own, they spill
Destroying families , the world they stitch
Life is Life and Karma's a *****
Dedicated to the lives we lost in Paris , the thousands that got genocided in Nigeria by Boko Haram and the little kids in Peshawar  
Military school
Windblown bare branches
whistle near creek and the fields.
Soon ice cover pond.

*Тадеус
Haiku
© Тадеус 11-9-2014
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Devoid of artistry.
Words become annoying,
they be meaningless,
wrung out.
Wrested,
yes wrested,
words only wound
the already injured heart.
Artless tales relate,
read my misery.
All artless,
without
you.
Devoid.
Empty.
Meaningless,
without
you.

­
*Тадеус
© Тадеус 11-28-2014
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White are the barren trees
and covered are the boxwood
in ice and snow,
they sleep.

Тадеус
© Тадеус 11-28-2014
Все права защищены.
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