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Pyrophoric,
Pyrrhic victory,
Everything
I fought for; life and ‘liberty’,
Only
gave me a hundred lifetimes of misery,
We
were..
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The weight of the world rests on my weaken
shoulders,
Carry another dying body to the casket,
Bury a fallen citizen, a fallen soldier,
What's the ..
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She
could no longer hold on to what was hers,
As
she struggled to grasp the chain that swayed in the distance,
Only
a mere five feet away,
..
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The
life of this world,
Scarred
and forgotten,
Was
seemingly rebuilt on the mass of a man,
Dead
forevermore,
Dead
forevermore,
A
..
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Watching
these beautiful girls go by,
Constantly
fantasying about each one,
Their
smooth curves are always on my mind,
I
wonder what love..
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His
vision blurred as it merged the lone red light with the surrounding blackness.
He began to stumble as he backed away from the worn dresser; he f..
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I
always wake up dreaming,
For
a quick escape,
In
a vacant parking lot,
Staring
up at the equally aphotic sky,
Holding
her hand withi..
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The
cold air entered my weaken lungs,
Quick
and without hesitation,
Like
a murderer and his bloodlust,
The
warmth of my own breath,
Es..
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There
he was,
Awaken
once more,
Mostly
dead; a fleeting image �" torn,
And
yet, was ready to give it all,
He
was the fina..
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THE DEADLY SINS OF TRUTH
He peered down at his worn hands,
forged through the fires of self-hatred and envy of others. The cold didn’t
hel..
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