Poetry
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The Dawn In Early Song
Little things they sting,I hear Angels, they sing.I miss the arms of gentle touchand gazing eyes softness brings. After pulsing softness,heat and passion breath,I miss conversation there arethings need said that are left. Hand and hand a mealbesides and forget let’s makeall the idle talk left fakeand move to the future let’s take. The worlds… Continue reading
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Burn Until The Urn
Final withdrawal into the flame,it’s all the same insane stage.The primal motive drive downget found out by your inner sage. Turn the page I’m afraidto be mundane I’m entertainedby simple things I changewhen anxious and enraged. Mix the river with toxic fluidI’ll gravitate away famishednothing to it I am a druidlooking outside diminished. I need… Continue reading
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Heart Of Gasoline
No one knows my inner thoughts; the things I do may be a breeze for others but for me I see walls tall to scale, weight heavy. The colors in my mind I’m blind to any hue, primary or secondary. Mix the canvas, it is grey, everyone’s vision sees what they will, weary. Tired, this… Continue reading
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A Smile Goes Miles
My fear is strife.I need to relax and releasethis consumption of griefof what has become of me. Sober I know I’ll growin mind, body and soul.I have tense shoulders I needrelease of shit I can’t control. It’s been so long since I’ve lovedand seen a sincere smile.I need to erase my painI’ve been through for… Continue reading
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One Day At A Time
My life is but a dream,I take it from day to day.My mind is so consumedwith what I must do to stay. Sober I move forwardas I’m mocked to try see clearthe nearness of kind soulswho smile for awhile that control. The smiles say it’s okayto be who I am and I thankfulI am a… Continue reading
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Truth I Need To See
Make the fake debateand you will miss the truth.What is inside a mindis what I express to you. I haven’t felt the touchof a warm hand on my shoulder.Just those who don’t knowmy pain brings anguish that’s older. Traverse the paths as I walkthose miles that pile on me.It is a burden upon my heartthat… Continue reading
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Yesterday
Yesterday’s struggle is set free,from the blood I did bleed.In me a seed I breathe a need,that in me I found I could succeed. The past is in the past,and the tulips rest on the lipsof Angels who shinesublime but are kind on the mind. Hours my days done,rest I must to run for the… Continue reading
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Healing Powers
Hours have been longand at the breach I’d beatlike a bruised rusebecause I’m infatuated with you.Son of a gun just for funI live by the barrel, I rununtil the wide open sun spunits final revolution—I need execution. I want to bury deep my feetin the sand that doesn’t commandmy movements I will do thisto treat… Continue reading
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The Hand Dealt
I never knew how muchher eyes held power over me.How much her smile lita flaming torch within my soul.I try to analyze my psycheand all that I am, I question.Of my heart and mind, it is asize divine Angels spoke of delightfully. The power to change my mindand all aspects of my thoughtis the power… Continue reading
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Where The Heart Lies
What was born in youthpasses away with mourningand loss of innocence,as the eyes wide open see clear. Complicate and you will losethe simplicity of God’s news,that the hunger for knowledgeis lost, as faith is what I choose. That I see, that I believe in mysteryupon the face of the worldthat fell into our hands by… Continue reading
About Me
Shadows of my old self.
RMC 