Danny, James Archer Poems

'lei bello occhi'.. not to be overly frank.
'Voy un...' Oh please!
'...SESSO con mi' you will! ?
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If you have to think it, it’s not truly true.
If you haven’t learned it yet, you don't need it.
If you try hard, you were supposed to fail.
If you open your heart, you will die.
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When a red sun contrasts a blue moon,
when a light makes the whole world dark,
when a feeling is displaceed at the 'wrong' time.
Thats where the world will crumble?
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The summer has left me a broken shell,
now the heartache shall destroy me.
I look at the omnious clowds wondering,
when can I leave this house?
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Subconsciously it bathes in me,
ensuring the mood is entirely subdued.
Melancholy aches of gross injustice
from which the world has failed to notice
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Light breaks on your face and a shimmer of dust crosses your eye.
a moment passes when there is nothing but the light of your encapsulating beauty.
I feel the moment dropp from the sky, a blessing from the gods?
a blessing for me?
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The roundness of its neverending circle of light,
the harshness of the neon orange glow,
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What lapse yet wonderous, wimsical woes?
What season of cycle whistles?
When wind opens the gates of pressure,
you will be there under the brown, dead rustle.
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God calls to us in peculiar ways.
I am a weak one. God tells us we
should live ‘a good life’ but only
writes guidelines, there is only
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And there it is, our 'relationship' summed up
in three crosses at the end of a letter.
'I used to love you' past tense.
'I used to trust you'... I feel no use for hyperbole.
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