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O soul that once I treasured, through my own
The echoes that you left resound, and still
The vestiges of hidden cruelty
Ring through the night with..
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In time, perhaps your name will have no meaning,As words with passing days become obscured,And if your lies should ever reach my ears,My eyes will sta..
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Memento MoriPerhaps your deeds will fade someday to dust,With all your memories in the grave interred,And leave no speck upon the lasting world,As onl..
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The bridge now burns that you have set alight,Forevermore our lives to separate,And with your hatred lighting up the night,Eternally within, you bear ..
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Quatrain for TruthNo, not so, imputed selfishness,Your image filled my mind and ever stayed,In truth, look back, see which of us supported,And see whi..
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High above the town beside the water,In night as clear as cold, and all in hush,My inner silence comes once more in glimpses,From long and lonely year..
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/D.P.iacet hic tumulatum. Obiit vii.x.mmxviii /Here, my greatest friend, embalmed you lie,Within the words and spaces of my verses,No noble stoneto ma..
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Perhaps the ground won’t always be so cold,And icy covering someday will retreat,And snow will melt, and wet the emer..
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