Empath In flames Poems

Swiftness Thy foe, amongst in few.
Arch thou back, Thee mountain breast.
Giveth thy name & call it thou curse…
Flame thy existence, Darkest of black.
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As I meditate…
I Relinquish my consecration into abyss….
As I tune into my oneself,
I double the image of me.
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I walk through empty alleys most my life,
Running fingertips gently over these icy walls.
They whisper stories of the history behind the scenes,
Explain how streets contain chambers of lies
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He’s pale flesh, corrodes away…
A morbid stare
To he’s stagnant daze.
Black filled eyes, and painted cries.
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I close my eyes,
And await my dreams.
To take me to another place,
I am nervous.
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I stare out,
Onto the shore line
Gazing to the depths,
Into the eyes of a vicious sea…
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When I was born,
I gave birth to a shadow,
It has been the closet friend I know…
For hours I would stare,
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So many times these words have been erased.
This paper has aged by the abuse of my hand.
I picture what I wish to say,
and still no words can express my wanted fray.
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We had our secrets.
You and I.
We shared a bond
that could never part.
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He’s body was numb,
Frozen by shock.
A child shouldn’t endure,
Such pain….
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