Bron Dayvid Poems

I'm addicted to pain
I'm addicted to sorrow
I remember the past and forget tomorrow
Cus I'm not sure if I wish to see it
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Ride into The Night
Ride into The Plight
Stop for no victim
Stop for no light
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In the morning we drink coffee
We drink coffee in the morning
Every morning
Routine
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Time acquiesces to no one.

Those who rebuke its command and power, disregard the magnitude of the second, and aimlessly drift with no reverence for living.
To live is privilege: one a many have been denied, others have been stripped of, and the tragic ones who surrender it.
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Beautiful Death
Thy name is autumn
Irrefutable Death
Reflect thy sovereign
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I shall call you anonymous.
For to summon the strength necessary for your name to pass my lips; requires a power far beyond my hardly humble existence.

Dear Anonymous:
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Doctor: Are you happy?
Poet: What is happiness?
Doctor: What gives you pleasure in life?
Poet: What is pleasure without pain?
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Hey,
I know it’s been awhile since the last time we spoke
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I'm losing, I’m trapped in an illusion
the truth only adds to my confusion

So if I doubt the sincerity of the words you speak
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We were told to be doctors and lawyers
Have high paid clients Employ us
Instead of these rebellious voices
Child Rebel Youth Destroyers
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