R.M. Spears Poems

Who am I,
but a vision in your eyes.
A dark but distant soul,
that just can not let go.
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The unheard voices,
of all your hurt and pain,
Makes life hard to wake up,
and do it all again.
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A fall day has passed,
as Winter now sets in.
A time for holidays and family,
where do i begin.
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Sometimes i feel like,
i'm running out of time.
Sometimes i feel like,
I can't write without a rhyme.
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I am tired,
but i can not sleep.
I am hungry,
but can not eat.
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