B3k Baylon Poems

Sharing isn’t as complicated as any subject that I know of from school,
Not like Mathematical rules that got me snoozing with a bit of a drool.
I don’t need sums, dividends, cosines and Pi’s to show how much I care
No negatives, and only infinite possibilities are given so indeed all is fair
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A dime for a change
A mime deranged

A single beat missed
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There’ll be the courage to smile still,
Even if it hurts so badly it would kill…

Just remember the pleasure of it all,
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it is just one of these days...
everything seem to slowly fade

the smile now gone from these lips
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Under the light of the new moon she waits,
The child bestowed with the dark gift as her fate
Watching idly the shadows cast by the trees...
A lone figure, fitting the darkness with ease
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I hate this sinking feeling...
Leaving my mind damn reeling
Like falling in an endless pit,
And no remedy just won't sit
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Tell someone that you really care,
But hurt another you wouldn't dare

A thousand words to create a Lie,
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I am the Daughter of Ares; God of War… my supremacy can extend even afar. Though you may not see, vengeance in me… I’ll make sure dues are paid; amends and reverence will be made. In his Chariot of Fire, tall and proud, I stand by his side. We favor the brave, and send cowards to their graves. For all the world to see and shall dare not defy; a bloodline undisputed for a legacy as ancient as the sky.

The moments I am not in his presence, I push the battle lust aside to feel peace and its essence… put my spear down and the fiery crown; wander the path towards Morpheus’ abode, and dream about things even mighty deities can’t corrode. Seeking solace and serenity from quills and ink at times; inspired by the Muses and Pan, bring forth ordinary phrases ingeniously rhymed.
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Not a Saint nor a Sinner,
Pay heed, come hither...

Sleep, a dreamless slumber,
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