Michael Brewer Poems

I fight the world without aggression

calm and peace my imperfection
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Your emerald eyes had caught my stare
with those ruby red lips and that saphire tear
one tear to many to come from your eyes
your lovers a cheater and tells the lies
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'I'm not broken! I'm fine! ' You smile. Sometimes I wonder if you know you are made of glass, and that I can see right through you.
'Yes, you've told me this more than once, ' I say, slowly working the adhesive around the edge of a small piece.
My hands are covered in scars and bandages, but I still expertly put the piece back in place. All the countless attempts to put back countless pieces have shown me to be patient and move slowly when dealing with such fragile objects.
'Oh, you did it! I'm back to my old self! ' You light up, twirling around with excitement. As you move in circles, I noticed all the missing pieces I was unable to fix. Every time I find you, more pieces go missing.
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With fear i step into the shadow
for there no such thing as the end
if i wake not another day
let interty be my imbrace.
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I use some letters
to make a word
to creat a sentence
in a book
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They tell me love will find its way
is it a sailor lost, with no compass?
are there storms that slow the voyage?
or is it a orphan just waiting?
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A angel fell today
from the heavens to earth
from sky to soil
clouds to rocks
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It will not be the world
that drives me into insanity
but it will be myself
Thoughtless and alone.
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