Adam Amason Poems

Born into ignorance, I play the lead.
Relentless in it's fame, I accept nothing of truth.
I concern myself in it's immoral nature.
Bleeding from within, I smile and fake beauty.
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Once upon a time,
Evil came inside.
Deception filled my mind.
Nightmares flooded like a stream,
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Sunday warmth with a calming breeze. Remnants of precious moments.
Days once shared with loved ones now gone. Reflections of faces in the clouds, still watching over from above. Never forgotten, their voice or touch. No one is truly alone, when someone they know goes home.

Sunday warmth puts the mind at ease. Witnessing miracles of life in nature. How could we exist without being so blessed. Everything seen, encased in such wonderment. Passionate in it's making, be passionate for it's creation. Behold we are loved. Each breath a gift. Treasure it until we recieve our most coveted present.
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Amongst the sky, I drift away. To somewhere beyond the clouds.
I feel my memories float away as I embrace my future. Weightless I become, my burdens depart from my soul.
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