I played the game with a smile.
Pawns suppressing the move
Made by my hand for the king.
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Abandoned buildings
Made to undress
In the wilderness
See forth a cue.
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A soothing walk down
The park lets my mind
Groove upon the shadows.
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Someone said:
'Love was never a word.
Only a shadow
That hides by the hinds of daylight.'
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A friend I've never seen -
Waving and smiling and laughing.
Hiding all sorrows away
Beneath faint morning smiles.
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Someone dropped a pen.
His name was Prose.
'Write.' Said he.
'Use it to bind ideas
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I thought I knew
What I was dreaming:
The night time walks
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I died the time when love was born.
I died, you see, I died.
If there's one thing that ever kills,
That thing is love inside.
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Speak to the heart
Of a dying man
Corroded by the words
Said in gradual
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Let me die silently
Before the time I wake.
The body deserves a rest
As the soul needs to be freed.
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Stuck in a rut, or so they say.
Verses and rhyming won't come my way.
Played dots with words and scheme of things;
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I have heard the common vow -
The repetitive words of the tongue
And the conceited mind.
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The moment you left me
I see myself walking away
With nowhere left to go,
Nowhere else to stay.
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A Beating Drum
A beating drum...
Pounding... pounding...
Steadfast tunes
Wavering.
For the moment
Silence listens.
For a moment
Loudness beckons
To the beat heard
Staggering
The empty form.
The only way for me to respect your beliefs is that you do not discriminate my unbelief.