The Poet Darkling Poems

You act so casual
While you break my heart,
Tearing me apart
Then leaving me here to fend for myself
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You call it the brutal truth
All these hatreds that you spew
You try to force on others
The faults that you find in you
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His name was Dennis Rader
He was a dog catcher by trade
But that was just a cover
For the more evil game he played
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Floating on the tears of a woman
Men approach the shores of life
Sons born with the sins of their father
And forgiven by his wife
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Summertime sun shines on my face
Soft winds hold me in their embrace

Honeysuckle scents, morning dew
Fields of cornflower, bright and blue
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I denied his existence from my first missed period to my last labor pain, as if pretending that the baby kicking inside my belly was merely indigestion would actually make it so. However, it soon became very apparent that I was heavy with child and it wasn't long after that he made his way, kicking and screaming, into the world.
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I go through each day the same old way
And it's all black and white to me
The same old faces, the same old places
And nothing different do I see
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Will you lay with me in my field of dreams?
Will you use your love to quiet my screams?

Will you dry my tears with your kisses sweet?
Will you lay your sword gently at my feet?
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Pt.1

Still suffering the pains of my youth
A forgotten child, left alone
Torn much too young from my mothers breast
And left lying naked and prone
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With her picture in his pocket,
A young soldier goes to war.
Though he doesn't want to leave her,
Or know what he's fighting for.
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