Creative juices drained, a pure soul stained, emotions left unchained.
Death walks by in a white suit, yet one more soul he must recruit.
Wait a minute please, your suit is suppose to be black, what difference does that make now, death is my trap.
Creative juices drained, a pure soul stained, emotions left unchained.
Death walks by in a white suit, yet one more soul he must recruit.
Wait a minute please, your suit is suppose to be black, what difference does that make now, death is my trap.
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Started writing poetry officially in 1991, enjoy reading Edgar Allen Poe, reading and dissecting the Holy Bible, and listening to beautiful/inspiring people. Age has no bearing on creativity. Some of the most beautiful things come from those of much lesser age and life experiences. So listen to those young people!
As the nights draw in As the light wears thin The frost, hard it lays As the plants all die As the snow starts to lie Winter is coming to stay.
Don't look at me, it's your shitty luck, you shouldn't date idiots, you dumb f!*!. I would have treasured you, given you my all, yet you left me alone, your deserved fall.
Do you even know I'm alive. Sitting alone, eyes open wide. Your beauty is amazing, it cuts through the sky. Like a bright shooting star, that's just passing by. Will I ever see you again.
Christmas morning get up yawning, excited with the smell of turkey. Rush down the stairs, head to the kitchen where else would I rather be. Singing songs, opening gifts and joking with all your fam.
Looking in your eyes I can feel so much hope I swear to devote my life to you and see it through holding your hand I feel alive like the sun well raise and here is the promise that I swear to keep...
Airplanes in flight, Chem-trails sprayed in plain sight. More children aborted everyday, yet they still continue their immoral sex play.
Autumn leaves are falling, Cold dreams, Are calling me around. Through a sleepless silence, A teardrop, Falls to the ground..
I am at this edge of a hill What will I do. Pray and kneel. Oh please, don't let this be your will.
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