Here I Stand before my beloved wife
There were many days we spent together,
We'd been through grief stricken heartache and strife
Through life our love seemed to last forever.
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Why Art Thou So Cold? (A Soliloquy)

'Why art thou so cold? 'Tis not the embroidered
silk blanket of sorrow i once held on to.
Draping over the golden pain with 'Speak! ' leaving empty..
Oh, my thoughts! I have not yet hesitated to ask
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Real.

Broken frames
and golden suns
A world of hurt
and sometimes none.
Comparing lives
And dare to strive
A world of hurt and fun.
Contrasting colors
maybe a thought
Rather so silent and vaster
Keeping inside, fasting
What inspiration has caught
Time is moving faster
It better be ought.
No sequence of pattern
Or what to feel.
The words I say
Are more than real.

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