Bruce Weightman
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TimeA Poem by Bruce Weightman"as Time works and moves like fire four weeks to break desire for all I've done on the strained growth is feel the power of the worth for strength is .. |
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The darkness I can't seeA Poem by Bruce Weightman/I’m sorry that I’ve done this the blood is on my hands stare through my reflection to gaze at what I am. A monster in a cage a creature .. |
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the blade of judgmentA Poem by Bruce WeightmanThe blade of judgment comes reaping like a scythe there is no escape, from this deadly knife. The blade is coming closer and there is no sacrifice, I .. |
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The noiseA Poem by Bruce WeightmanIt comes like the whip of the wind it can free you from your win it deafens your soul and frightens you a sudden blasting hymn it comes out of nowhere.. |
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The flames of stressA Poem by Bruce WeightmanThe fire is burning the clock is winding down. I am drowning in the sweat on my head the weakness in my knees is burning me down the flame is getting .. |
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ViolenceA Poem by Bruce WeightmanThe violence of the people are shattering the dreams of those who try to stop them. breaking down the beams the house of love and caring is falling an.. |
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The AdrenalineA Poem by Bruce WeightmanThe power that engulfs me the strength that i feel the monster in the closet coming out to kill the strength that i have held back to keep you free fr.. |
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MemoryA Poem by Bruce WeightmanIn memory, I stay to be there to this day. To be remembered for all time to live to follow in this rhyme. And if I die and lose my life. I will be rem.. |
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The Venom of hateA Poem by Bruce WeightmanThe anger of a man of hate is used as the trap’s bait to feel the wrath of anger sorrow to break a man of tomorrow to crush the genius of a soul.. |
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the darknessA Poem by Bruce WeightmanIf darkness had a grasp upon your throat and rock as if you were but a tiny boat. Of steel and thorn you wear a crown. You cannot fight the darkness i.. |
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