Joshua Flores Poems

Her eyes so full of wonder,
Perfect in every way.
The world around hers only blunder,
Is missing the slight decay.
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Unmovable walls of white
Frightening in stature
Still in sight
Herolds of rapture
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In the unseen eye of man,
Doeth unto the heart of the victor.
What we shall see,
For what the world will be.
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I carry a beast with me.

Not in my hand or pocket,
But carefully concealed within a heart shaped locket.
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The world is ending,
we are descending into a world of pretending
a world bare of communication
into what can be perceived as damnation
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