Christopher Holmberg Poems

For you.

With an eye for genuine wisdom,
I clutched your hand and lured you in.
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I ride through my kingdom.
The spot i dub home.
It is to where i go,
my contrasting abode.
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I am a man of few words,
though numerous thoughts may have just occured.
Obserd placid and wondrous thoughts,
addendums into my substantial pot
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Why do we have a thing labeled age?
A number increased when we seemingly change.
The simple statistic runs our lifes more than most know,
Because most abide, like a law they follow.
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Drift away, far away
through the thickest of forests
across a sea so open
imagine an enchanted island
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Arms in gentle lock,
floating like dusty chalk

Viewed for quite some time,
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In the dungeon,
time is not a factor.
It's limitless battle for straight ends.
A lab where chemicals reign.
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I close my eyes,
there is nowhere to go,
nowhere to be..
but beside me in my dreams.
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I miss your smile..
the sound of your voice..
it made my days and nights.
Something to look forward to-
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I am
resistant to pain-
rarely ashamed.
I am
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