“Wishing You Away” Heavy doors hold us in Bricks wall us off from you Our air scented with death Your attempts to blanket our breath (they will fail) We are the giants on whose shoulders you now stand These walls cannot hold us back Our Father, Our Mother, Pearl Harbor Belgium, The Bulge, Auschwitz Germany,…
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Down
Sickening feeling Demons devise, devour G-d! Can I be saved?
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He guts us like this Shamelessly, burning us down He fucking kills us
He
He forces his way He has hope for our demise He–not who he was
“The Kill”
Crashing, no one spared. Fearing the flames, consuming And yet, hope lives here
Drifting
I am the lone boat —- Unmoored Drifting Alone. Couples kiss, families laugh I walk alone. The only One in the entire city, it seems Unfulfilled, and yet Life is still beautiful.
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