Cat Ducat Poems

Walking down a lonely street
The thoughts of the day swirl in my mind
Carrying a backpack full of books
On my way home.
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Lost your way, lost senses of night and day
Laying roses on your grave, no aspect of life left to save.
Guns are firing over your head, you're nothing less than dead.
Flitting through day by day, life nothing more than decay.
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She closed her eyes
and swept away,
she moved her legs to a steady rhythm
her pace slowly increasing
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The rose and the briar;
such beauty so troubled.
Sharp thorns of deception,
the red rose of temptation...
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Running,
Faster and faster.
Breath coming in gasps.
Still, I keep running.
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They patter on the windowsill
As I look outside my window
The rain drops slide down the pane.
I walk outside,
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Am I truly crazy?
What is crazy to you...
Is crazy ripping your hair out
Or screaming in an empty room?
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Will you be my valentine?
My prize to show and brag?
Will you be the girl I can use,
to show my masculinity?
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Despite nagging fears,
we still persist.
Among raging tears,
love still stands amidst.
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In a society of perfection,
is there room for mistake?
Can you laze in the beginning,
then burn yourself at the stake?
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