Vester Crowley Ix Poems

I saw her last night in the rain
Her heart soaked with pain
In her hands a rose
She said her life with the wind goes
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I am hiding from the crowd behind the fence
Standing my ground in defense
I am a reject, I am a mistake
I am at death's gate
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It keeps us sane
It reduces our pain
The hymn of mothers
The kiss of lovers
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When I breathed my life
In my veins I felt a knife
Thus the flock all lied
When I was a child
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Now it followed me for a year
I saw the being clear
What followed me was fear
Its face was leer
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A princess with veiled face
Walking in the tower praying in her pace
The tower that called fame
Two brothers chanting her name
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Songs of lovely harmonies
Children with no melodies
Malicious souls
With filthy dolls
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He comes in dreams
Talks and calms my mute screams
Yet he says those words that reach
Those always made the virtues preach
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With the death of the sun
They come, one by one
around the house
That has a lone spouse
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He's dead
With no head
What I've done? ! What I've done? !
He had son
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