Dion Jeffares Poems

the knowledge of a Fate,
the age of a time
in my caress..
will you be mine?
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this stain, of a blow deep,
how can it be?
that without a blade, you have pierced
the very core of me
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i have come from mountain high, valley low and water deep.
to find you, you are tied down, chained to suffer alone
but i cannot, must not,
but i do, i free you and am smote.
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I love you, i adore you
I cannot ever ignore you
You are there, i am here
You have left my heart so barren and bare
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