Cheezespread within Poems

In the silence of the shadows
I dwell
In the draftiness of the winter
I sweat
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As I see myself in the mirror
Hardly do I recognize
Time has drawn its lines
Life has given its scars
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Sitting with those books by side
And a glass half filled with vodka..
Sipping the poison like some ole vine
The eerie feeling that comes along
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An unlikely angel
Yeah, that’s who she was
Draped in black
Like a looming darkness
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The few blocks of life
I have seen and lived through
I have seen agony
Ecstasy
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The gates of Valhalla are opening again
Of Odin’s they are claimed to be
Or the chosers of slain
Behold, here comes
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