Nathan Beery Poems

I don't know myself-
I'm lost in this
Leg-run of life
Atta boy, for doing good, what
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Cold traces the flesh,
Every sound besets a sweat...
It's there, in the darkness...
Waiting watching...
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'Tis but a sin,
A virtue gone to vice,
Silence gone to sorrow,
'Tis but the life
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When I'm with you, I can't hate myself...
I'm never crestfallen, I'm never depressed-

You make my heart flutter, my soul set aflight...
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It's almost serene-
This bitter chill,
A subtle thing-
The world almost still...
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They have said
'sometimes the weak must die, it is for the best'
Kill the black horse,
They say with certainty,
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Ever hear a caged bird sing but set aflight upon a wing?
Man needs madness to set aflight, and chaos to drive delight-
Fly too high and fall too fast, staying still never lasts, then suddenly overtaken by the past-
Falling deep and falling fast, in those depths you come to drown-
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