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Secrets of Long Ago
Secrets of long ago,
Ones that once were gold,
Now have all turned to mold.
A storm is brewing ahead,
As thunder screams in the dead-
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ominous
Folk story,
Moon of doom,
Soon bonds bloom,
Color of glory,
Storms roll on,
Sword of story.
Flood on down,
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The Sun's Return
On a day with borrowed light,
warmth and comfort is found in the early night.
The day of the sun’s return,
Is dark and cold.
The only light in the sky-
are the soft stars that shy-
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Loves
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Phoenix
You said I was
The one you loved.
But
That was only
One of many lies
You told me.
When I gave you
My heart
I gave it lovingly.
When you tore it
From
My chest
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Moderation
To live is to die
To laugh is to know what it feels like to cry
To try is to fail
To have friends is to have enemies as well
The good does not stand alone
But neither does bad
There is no ying without yang
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death bed
You push me out to sea
With every toll life takes.
My wood is deteriorating
With thousands of years.
I've held village girls
And I've held mothers.
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Missing You
Missing someone is a funny thing, so simple a concept yet so complex in its effects.
For me, missing you is listening to your favorite music because you are not there to play it.