Eric Camillus Poems

Coffee stain on my book..
What does it mean, what does it stand for?
No significant meaning?
Or is there something more?
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Destruction & chaos,
that's what we are..
Guns & ammo..
Nicotine & tar..
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Stuck in a 'coffin'..
Running out of air..
All sense of hope,
has been changed with despair..
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In a bus that travels
from east to west...
Taking this little journey,
so I could rest..
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In this world of madness,
in order to find peace..
I turn to you,
as you can put my mind at ease..
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As I stand there watching
while you lay asleep..
You look so peaceful
while my knees turn weak..
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Shortage of time,
But I have lots to say..
Time just passes so quickly,
faster each day..
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I once liked a girl..
I liked her so much..
I still remember the date..
It was 20th of March..
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My tribute to death,
for the contribution it's done..
Getting rid of the 'filth' shouldn't be much fun...
Collecting our souls,
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