Resting in an atmosphere of rock and roll, enjoying it
immensely as I write effectively of whatever comes to
mind.
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Telling stories through an imaginative realm kept
hidden within.
Able to reach it's depths at any time in life,
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Waking thoughts taking me gently by the hand, bringing me
into depths of all the yesterdays of my life.
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Raking thoughts into piles of believable ideas.
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Life sentences being written into many poems,
explaining and relating many experiences that
I've lived through and not perished in spite
of them.
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Rending my heart with it's black magic of darkness in
grief's depths beneath life.
Encased in death's grasp, being held intolerably in an
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Wheels of life revolve no matter what we do daily,
everything happening in syncopating measures in
tune with innate rhythms.
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Setting fires in intellect, watching them engulf imagination,
bringing burning desires to the foreground.
Enlivening many possibilities as they jump from the ashes like
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Solemn times of life don't always have to be filled
with sorrow, they can also be filled with tears of
joy, remembering can bring.
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Having views on mortality make no difference to it's existence.
We struggle with opinions and theories, never getting truth to
rear it's head.
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