Nick Kler Poems

A father's words
His behavior
His temperament
Thinking of his child
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Your life refuses to go on
Death opens up her arms

You know you're really sick
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When you are abused as a child
It makes you feel worthless and impure
Nothing, but a compulsive liar
A shadow of darkness
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"Sarah! " She would often cried
She cried for you,
she cried your pain
She felt your pain, she felt your soul
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Feel of her hair
Touch of her fingers
Thoughts of her smell
Dreams of her here next to me
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Trumpets of silence
Drums of loneliness
Strumming on her guitar
In the background
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People are changing
All around us
Honey,
Why can't we ever change?
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Evening comes on so quietly
As it drinks away
The fire of the burning sunlight
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My little august bloom
I will always love you
Even when I am feeling blue
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I am a thought meant for someone
Yet, It’s always someone else thinking of me

Reflection in a mirror gives me an existence
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