Axel Rivera Poems

broken promises confined within the agony of not holding you
eating away at the soul
and with each gnaw another emotion surges
understood nothing's understood
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He stood behind his window.
Stripped from head to toes.
Brain in both hands shaking,
by the only reason known.
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And maybe I was a fool to think that I could change the world
And maybe I was a fool for pursuing the career you chose for me
And maybe I was a fool for listening to that inner voice, always close but somehow distant
Yes maybe I was a fool
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Open your mind/lighten your ears
Desperation is calling
One last time for the late bloomers of spiritual awakening
Can you hear it?
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left foot first
to fulfill one's thirst
one step at a time
climb after climb
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I have a question, but possess no answer
the usual
I have ambition, but don't own a plan
always
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Fallout of ashes
this black aroma of dreary rind penetrates the mood
as if nothing else matters, it twists the truth
and destroys the proof needed
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