James Grengs Poems

and as easy as that, i am alone again;
i never tried to be,
because when you were there, i was happy, as i never have been.
but now, i am not happy,
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sprained soul,
buried alive.
come again,
lend me your smile-
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eternity, the nightmarish half-existence
that indwells the Cursed.
they live among us, dead and yet not so,
searching only for ending:
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i scream, blood
dripping from my
lips. Broken soul,
destroyed body,
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i live to see you die.
every day, your end draws closer.
you cannot see it, but
if you could, you could not stop it.
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I want to write-
The words circle in my head
Like carrion birds, preying
On my emotion-wracked soul.
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Do not mock me for my talent-
For if you can do better, than do so,
And I will honor you as the greater.
(I seek no glory for these poor lines.)
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I do not seek for wealth or fame,
Nor to be by men admired;
I simply wish to have my name
Be known, when at last my flesh is tired.
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Hold fast the line!
The enemy approaches.
Be wary, brethren, for near he comes;
Hold fast the line- endure.
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I can fly.
It's a secret I didn't wish to reveal,
But, as you might imagine, it is
A secret that is very hard to keep.
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