Poems from lancefire2

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my life is a raging sea. my emotions are sandbags. and they are weighing down the small raft, that is me.    its as if i will never find...
as the body starts to give, the thoughts continue. this is one torturous way to live. but this is what life has come to.   this insomnia...
a chill down my spine i can see my breath as i speak i have encountered this a number of times and every time it happens, i feel as if i am...
i stare outside this window glass splintered with frost the outside ground covered in snow my sense of sleep is lost   a scarf, and jacket...
you are my black rose, and i am the red. while i hold you close to me, your darkness spreads.   your thorns so sharp, but stem so small, i...

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