Sad Poems
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the fallacy of boyhood
a starting line with no end... -
Shame on me for believing that this was different,
For fooling myself into thinking I was special... -
Fight and fight say the words to
cut like a knife... -
Take your aim, make it hit the target
Of your past or present as you suggest... -
Sometimes the corners in my mind oxbow on me
Often taking me to a parallel source... -
Life lingers beyond our fingers
to a place of disgrace... -
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If there was a good time to die
It would be in February... -
Some days the monotony
is comfortable... -
I've been struggling with these choices,
'cause these choices make no sense... -
Is this war, it can't be love,
what was before, it never was... -
I will always be in love with her
In such a way that I cannot, and will not... -
In the quiet of her bedroom
while the four small children sleep...