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Upon the sweeping blue and tears of yesterday,
roars of internal voices at war with the morrow;
ensnared by foretold gales sits our castaway,
the vessel but green from orienting sorrow.
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I remember that day in a kiss, a memory.
Remember the pain, the madness of this eternity.
And from this swollen, scared and weary heart…
You, my friend stole life. A vision by poison you took.
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Under moonlight, wind brings lore of war, rotten with grief and sorrow.
Arise in external dreams’ love for tomorrow’s lie.
Desperation’s screams of dying men; beg, to trade, a life to borrow.
In frightful howls of doom, a graceful kiss; comforting, then to die.
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Alone In This Tide

Upon the sweeping blue and tears of yesterday,
roars of internal voices at war with the morrow;
ensnared by foretold gales sits our castaway,
the vessel but green from orienting sorrow.

Upon this black insidious serpent swell,
Where demons contemplate their existence;
The divine chasm of lies and guilt do dwell,
A soaking delusion as a light in the distance.

Upon the deadly waltz of the green sea,
Lightning bends with leaps in a jete of flame,
Liberating courage with leaves from the lime tree,
His spirit at battle with Irit, yet worthy of proclaim.

Upon the sweeping blue and tears of fate,
My heart paints yellow its sea and swell.
Lost in wind and pain, a tale alone does he prate,
A frightened sob, his last farewell.

Upon thy ocean’s new found glory,
He sits and cries upon his dory.
RW

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