Papillion Hejduk Poems

Dancing with the Devil, All lies and deceit
Many a mistake, were bound to repeat

Cheating all others, their bounty you take
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hope is the rack whice i hang my dreams upon.
carefully placing one article of my future on hope.

hope is the box which i place my thoughts in gingerly folding my aspirations into trying.
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Who will cry for the little boy?
Lost and all alone.
Who will cry for the little boy?
Abandoned without his own.
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I am a stranger, un-welcomed by many, but know by all
I’m not short in stature; some might even call me tall
Some never know I’m there, until my fragrance catch’s their attention
Most would never even tell a soul, I’m never to be mentioned
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Pressing down upon me,
With all its trials and its burdens.
Holding me back from my achievements,
Lessening its hold for no man.
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No matter what you say it dosn't take the pain away that i fell inside. i am tired of all the lies. when will it ever make sence.
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Ability is to look at a blank page, and create a poem
Ability is to stare into the eyes of fear, and come out stronger because of it.
Ability is to walk into a room of strangers, and come out with friends.
Ability is to admit you are wrong, when you are wrong.
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With time the child draws in
This whipping boy done wrong
Deprived of all her thoughts
The young woman struggles on
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Lay beside me
Tell me what they’ve done
Speak the words I wanna hear
To make my demons run
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A forgotten art
stollen by persuading eyes
Brings out a love
of shattering cries
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