Brad Combs

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Brad Combs Poems

41. Want 9/20/2008
42. Wheir Their Once... 1/9/2008
43. Why 11/9/2008
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Me: The Thief Of My Identity

The thief of my Identity

To my Friends and Family
My true Identity
Is all that makes me

I stole my identity
My personality
What I live for, What I breath for
What I'd fight for, what I'd die for

If not for my soul,
I would be lost once again
For my True Identity has fled me
Fled me for another

It is the dancing shadow you play with,
The beauty you can see in yourself,
And the hostility.
It wants to see you suffer,
It is most content, when you are in despair.

When I can look into my self
and find the real Identity ...

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Suffocation By Breathing

Mindless soldiers marching to war
For a cause not of their own
No Ideas, No fealing
No Brain, No Heart
Marching to the Battle Lost in the Path of Dreams
No Light, No Knowledge
No Essence, No Inteligence
Marching to the Battle Empires Falling
No God, No Worship No Life,

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