Poetry
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2001-2-18 To a loveThough I've lost you, I love you still I'll carry through, I always will Sojourn on throughout my days, You'll be the end of such ways. |
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2001-2-15 I am bornI am raised I grow young I grow on I gain life I gain love I join law I join hands I raise life I raise thought I give age I give out I bring age I bring death |
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2001-2-9 To another one...You remember our youth? e'er we met Recall our ever-love? e'er we played Forget our departure. e'er we longed Now relive our return. e'er we cried Walk our wedding aisle. e'er we touched See our darling children. e'er we watched Hear our heirs and those their's e're we taught Ponder our parting breaths e're we left Live our eternal heaven e're we love |
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1999-10-18 When nights are cold and all is deadthere oft is fear upon my head. Afore me lie infinite leagues through worlds of all both great and small across a sea of human greeds. My sojourn's end I cannot see through lifeless worlds of human greed but I can hope that it will be a place that's home for love indeed. My love she falls through deep dark pits and gains first sight of human wits. There she confides in newfound guides. My love is gone for she has died. Her soul's not there at our bedside. But I rejoice in all this deal, for I see now it was not real. Twas in the night I saw her die and now I know it's all a lie. They were her hands that did redeem my mind from strongly crying dreams. |
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