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Mountains side
A Poem by
Eric Zavala
It's such a steep climb up the mountains side I don't know if I could reach the peak Is risking my life worth the answers I seek? One wrong move an..
The monster
A Poem by
Eric Zavala
When You see his eyes turn red You know he's not dead He's all anger with no fear He saved it up all year When you hear his screams You know it's..
Broken steal
A Poem by
Eric Zavala
With her eyes so blue She asked me "what are we going to do?" And I didn't know what to say I searched the skies night and day For When will we f..
Envolpe
A Poem by
Eric Zavala
I'm stuck out here at war I don't get your letters anymore I don't know if you have lost hope I wait to see your name on a envelope I wait to hea..
That a god rejected
A Poem by
Eric Zavala
I spent my days counting each hour Listening to the voices in my head Not letting them have the power That's why the bodies lay dead That's why ..
Hidden in the fog
A Poem by
Eric Zavala
"Hidden in the fog" I was hidden In the fog By the tree I was drunk and wasted It was a quarter to three I sat and waited For someone to appea..
Broken heart
A Poem by
Eric Zavala
On the windshield the rain drop run up the car As if each one was a shooting star I watch them all go away On this very lonely rainy day And the r..
Matchstick
A Poem by
Eric Zavala
I hear My watch go tick tick tick I'm about to snap like a matchstick Don't get to close I might explode Run away before I have time to reload A..
Flowers you left for me
A Poem by
Eric Zavala
All the flowers you left for me The ones by my bed Have just lost their color And are already dead I haven't Thrown them away I stare at them e..
When I was blind
A Poem by
Eric Zavala
How am I suppose to react? When you slam on the breaks and I feel the impact As the glass flys through the air I realize that everything hurts but ..
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