Phillip Ball Poems

He ran from his home
Into the cold, into the night into the rain
Abandoning his place by his fathers throne
His fathers palace was majestic
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I'm alone in our group of friends
So separate so secluded
So sick of everyone and everything
And I all want is to be alone
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It sits in my hand once more.
My sweet poison,
My forbidden fruit,
If I take a bite I will surely die.
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Is it you?

Will you be the one to pick up the pieces?
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I don’t avoid there looks
I have no reason to
They never saw the pain.
Why should they be concerned about the cure
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Holding you again
Tears of joy stream from my eyes
Holding you again
I am ashamed of myself for losing faith
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Listen to my words
You never listened to them
Even as I held you
And whispered them into your ears
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My self loathing grips my neck.

Its claws keeping my self-righteousness in check.
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Her face is the source of all inspiration.
Her laugh is the sweetest song.
Her smile calms the storm,
Perfect peace lies in her touch.
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If words could make you fall in love,

would mine have that power?
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