Eze Maximus Poems

Oh faith, oh mother faith
where is thy power?
why are thy long sought yet not found?
who chased you so thus far from nigh?
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it ticks as it stings
felt so within
enjoyed by the weak, suffered by the strong
a world of no preference
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bewitched with loneliness
-so much powerless,
stings so deep, oh so deep
strengths of mine I tip
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just like a song faded
still their traces I perceive
pounding so hard and soft as well
within so friendly I bare
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