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T.R.

T.R.

More Than I Should

I’m having a feeling
But don’t understand
I look at the ceiling
And I cannot stand
 
She used to be torture
But turned into bliss
She shines as an orchard
And I seek her kiss
 
I don’t think about her
But lately I do
And lately I need her
Does she need me too?
 
And I don’t regret it
Her love must be good
And love, I embrace it
Much more than I should

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Forever Safe

In you and I There is a war That will not fly Without a sword You wield in hand
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I lie on my bed A pen in my hand My brain does not stand I cant use my hand I don’t understand
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Against my will I act like me I am not who I pretend I am only a humanoid on the inside I am a human on the out I see something in me
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How am I supposed to know? What I am supposed to show? What am I supposed to say? When I do not run away? How do I react when I
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Stay to waste me. I waste you.

Perhaps it’s best to go other ways… You don’t feel as I do, Juat me, All of you, You all, me alone. And even with you all
Cliff

In spite of all who have asked I tell them all the answer they se… In the answer they take a peek, As if in an insect flask. Inside the written words away
And Will She Ever

If she were to understand Then she would not accept me So I am glad But also so sad She knows when she sees the scar
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It was a dark room, but she was br… There was only nothing in this roo… I could see her eyes. I could se… All her radiance felt warm. Soot… I craved her warmth. I walked to…
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I stare at the sand upon these bla… I sit on their crippled and bent a… Think still on the words that thei… And sit in the dark as a common wa… The day is not bright, so it seems…
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Worthless be the starlight That’s never seen at night And worthless be an hourglass If we lose track of time. Worthless be the speaker
February

Welcome to the caverns Hope you cannot stay Darkness fills the taverns At the beginning of the day Leave while you are happy
Before I Forget

I’m going to die I know that now For this I don’t lie For I don’t know how The words don’t come out
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I Am The Sultan

As I make my way to the metal Where the flames burn my desires, I drop my newly found petal, For it keeps me warm. I do walk my way to my sack,
Dearly Beloved

Dearly Beloved, The sand is not hot, The water, not wet. A beach, it is not. The battles lie fought



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