Esteban Sky Cuevas
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A Brain Like MineA Poem by Esteban Sky CuevasWrists shackled to the bedThe monster in my headShelters all the confinedBeleaguered lost in timeDaydreaming late at nightOf afternoon delightIgnore t.. |
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These Are My TimesA Poem by Esteban Sky Cuevashey you, covered in blue nobody tells you what to do, do ya? kings, clerks, schoolyard jerks fall in line for unearned perks, don't ya? .. |
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Art Is Not EnoughA Poem by Esteban Sky Cuevasalways on the move always on the run always standing still always never done keep on doing more keep on learning less keep on suffering keep .. |
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the reaches of the cold, dark nightA Poem by Esteban Sky Cuevaswhen the reaches of the cold, dark nightbecome invitingembracing that which is a blighton the morningbrings the cool warmth of a blue flamedancing in .. |
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The NurseA Poem by Esteban Sky Cuevasthe Nurse comes and offers you water though she doesn't have any to give the Nurse can be quite terrifying when she leaves her old clothe.. |
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Thorn in my FingerA Poem by Esteban Sky CuevasThe thorn in my finger Has left itself in my hand And if she’s gone forever I hope you’ll understand That I miss her An.. |
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