Pierre Pabstel Poems

I loved her, but she wasn't sure.
I thought our love, was nothing but pure.
She felt distanced, she broke my heart.
And now my pain, is flying off the chart
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I've lost hope
I can't write
My words are gone
Into the Night
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I am no King
Nothing to my name
No wealth, no land
Not an ounce of fame
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Light
Upon my closed eyes
Closed against the sky
Against the world's lies
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Among the clouds
Way up so high
I think of you
As I do fly
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Dark thoughts
Enter this night
This Cused holiday
The Night of Fright
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Minus fifty
Blinded by snow
Lost in the cold
With no where to go
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Alone, in the rain
I think of love
Not strife, not pain
Bother me this night
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While lost in Hell,
Nowhere to go,
I wandered alone
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Looking over your shoulder
You walk quickly away
You know someone is following
And that you might die today
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