Peter Vector Poems

Oh, look at you my angel.
How none other can match your beauty,
How the angels and archangels cry out for you;
I will protect you my love, it is my duty.
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The darkness of spirals is consuming me still.
Why does this life spin me into more strife?
Endless circles flowing from my cursed quill,
And the quill truly made sharp with penknife.
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Why do we have to Kill?
When can we come together,
And Heal our wound?
Forgive one another,
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So vile and primal,
A horrid beast within all men.
The animal that we are not meant to be,
Locked inside of you and me.
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Hardship, that's what I face...
Emotions, the bleeding of my broken spirit;
I can't show what I feel,
Because if I did, they would persecute me...
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Clothed in but rags and dust and the tears for the sins of the world
Fire and truth flow from their  mouth and devour dark men of earth
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If you have so wisely followed the title,
Than you lie to yourself...

Why do they try to censor us?
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This mind is ÷
With x² thoughts
Of - and hurt
The loss of someone
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It is 12: 48 on the clock face...
I'm awake, but tired
As my thoughts drift softly to you
Will everything truly be alright?
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Lost souls shifting through broken ruble,
That was once their life work...
The broken shards of glass,
Crystals in their dirtied feet,
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