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Poems of a Lost Soul. Saturday, 9 December 2006. My heart cannot accept less. Determined to be remembered past my death. All these needs cause so much stress. Barely any time to catch my breath,. My destiny to see. Above the clouds and past the sea. For that is the only way I will feel the caress. Of success across my chest. Go to my grave known as the best. Leave a trail of bodies known as the rest. And only then can I slow down. And find a smile within this frown. Put my feet up and my ass down. As a n...

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Poems of a Lost Soul. Saturday, 9 December 2006. My heart cannot accept less. Determined to be remembered past my death. All these needs cause so much stress. Barely any time to catch my breath,. My destiny to see. Above the clouds and past the sea. For that is the only way I will feel the caress. Of success across my chest. Go to my grave known as the best. Leave a trail of bodies known as the rest. And only then can I slow down. And find a smile within this frown. Put my feet up and my ass down. As a n...

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Poems of a Lost Soul: 03/12/06 - 10/12/06

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Poems of a Lost Soul. Saturday, 9 December 2006. My heart cannot accept less. Determined to be remembered past my death. All these needs cause so much stress. Barely any time to catch my breath,. My destiny to see. Above the clouds and past the sea. For that is the only way I will feel the caress. Of success across my chest. Go to my grave known as the best. Leave a trail of bodies known as the rest. And only then can I slow down. And find a smile within this frown. Put my feet up and my ass down. As a n...

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Poems of a Lost Soul: A Moment

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Poems of a Lost Soul. Tuesday, 5 December 2006. The sun caresses the ocean. As a new day begins to bloom,. Waves lightly crash on the rocks below. Nature begins to sing its tune. The air so fresh and the sounds so clear. Bring a moment of such undefined peace. A smile begins to gather across your face. All your worries appear to cease. As with every such moment in life. It slowly begins to drift away. Let your moments leave with the same calm that they came. For they will be back another day.

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Poems of a Lost Soul: Forever

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Poems of a Lost Soul. Monday, 4 December 2006. The words within a rhyme. Holding on with all their might. A future always bright. Thoughts uniting as if one. Thoughts colliding as if one. A perfect sunset on the sea. Forever you and me. This is some serious talent. I love your writing and I hope to see more. 9 June 2010 at 03:19. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Who will it be? View my complete profile. Enter your search terms.

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Poems of a Lost Soul: Who will it be?

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Poems of a Lost Soul. Monday, 4 December 2006. Who will it be? So much senseless brutality. Testing the edges of human sanity. When will the roads and bridges be built. That guide us to our visions of clarity. People in power that lack the truth dictate their voices. As people without strength and unity are dictated their choices. A desire for freedom and stability. A dream of unity based on civility. Held down by the corrupt leaders and their vanity. People in power will soon have to see. Will it be you?

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Poems of a Lost Soul: Time Keeps Dwindling

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Poems of a Lost Soul. Monday, 4 December 2006. Living in a world, caught between pleasure and pain,. The arrogance of my heart, the insecurities in my brain,. A never-ending cycle, of true belief and true doubt. Almost sure I’ve reached my limit, need to find my way out. Like an inevitable cliché, I reach for comfort in the bottle,. As if an answer sits waiting for me in its hollow,. I’ve spent so many nights drowning through the years. No longer sure what I’m searching for, no longer sure if I care.

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