CIR
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HeartacheA Poem by CIRThe world twirls to a haltMy heart slows to a crawlWind ,light ,rain whip through meI cannot breatheLife splinters before meeach fragment as clear as .. |
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DeathA Poem by CIRTo what do I owe the pleasureOf this bleak and bitter endA sleep no man can cureThough with malice one can sendDeserved of the wickedBut inflicted on .. |
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Moonless lullabyA Poem by CIRWe know the sunlight always goesAnd yet the moon dwindles and growsBut in the dark no fears we knowBut when my child begins to weepI give my heart ,it.. |
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The minds of menA Story by CIRIt’s funny what drives men to war when we are all essentially the same. Black and white, north and south, all the same. Many would say the w.. |
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