Doctor Dashaun Snipes Poems

In the depths of my mind, a room resides,
A sanctuary of chaos, where panic hides,
A place of refuge, yet a prison too,
This is the tale of my Panic Room.
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In the stillness of the night, where shadows linger,
A whisper of a soul, a memory that lingers,
In the realm between life and the unknown,
A tale of love and loss, of seeds that were sown.
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Somewhere; somehow
I'm bound to find you in a hidden place.
My name is Death.
I come bearing burned offerings.
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In the depths of my being lies a hole,
A void that echoes of despair and pain,
A cavity where loneliness takes its toll,
A wound where love fails to sustain.
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In the depths of silence where shadows dance,
Where whispers linger in a trance,
Thoughtless minds drift through the night,
Lost in a world devoid of light.
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Chained by the binds of scrutiny,
I am the one they see as a fool,
With every word and every action,
I am deemed unworthy and cruel.
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In circuits' hum and wires' refrain,
Lies a tale of steel and strain,
Of beings made from nuts and bolts,
A plea arises: Save the Robots.
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In the dead of night, a whisper in the breeze,
Echoes of a love that once was mine, now at ease.
Gone are the days of laughter and light,
In the shadows of memory, you take flight.
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In the depths of the underworld, where darkness reigns supreme
There lurks a beast of terror, a creature so extreme
Its eyes are filled with malice, its claws sharp as a blade
It feasts upon the souls of the dead, its hunger never sated
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Love is like a battlefield
Hearts await, hearts unfold
My heart surrenders over to the void
Being the only one with a ruthless war to find
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