Lwe Qew Poems

on this point do i sit with no one but my self for companionship
thinking of days past and present
feeling like living life is my sentence
People have told me i shall not succeed
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I am fire i am ice
I am he who paid the price
Though that is the toll to live in paradise
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occasionally i think i should feel more hate
Even though that is a matter for debate
I've come to realize that it might be fate
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how spiritual is this perspiration
this holy feeling it imparts on me
as it washes away the pain away from me with glee
for in this this world i search for answers
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