Moonlight Lovers

Oh, ballad of old Telling tales so oft told Grace us with your stories once more Of a time that has come and gone; existing no more A quiet story of a young and tender love Pure and gentle as the moon high above Two young souls Tied together by...

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S L E E P

Trepid Cold Shaking Shivering Quaking Just beneath the weight Holding the world You knew to be true As it all comes apart right in front of you Your tenderness and care ripped from the epicenter Like a cancer, metastasizing into a grotesque...

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Chapter Three - First Encounter

My anxiously brisk steps carry me along the seemingly endless hallway snaking ahead of me. _Room 301... Gotta find 301..._ I look to my side, noticing the grand view that had unfolded right in front of me. The high quality glass windows are slightly...

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Chapter Two - Commute

_What will he be like? Will he be stern? Or kind? Is he perhaps an anthropian like me? No... I doubt it... What if he's my age? How would that even... Hmm... Perhaps...? Oh dear... Get it together, Dave, this is **not** the time to be losing your grip!...

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F E E L

All around me Are these faces Reminding me of places in my memory Places that I wish to be To be free from these shackles I put on myself Tellin' myself I'm doin' it for me While I just sit there, left to die and to atrophy Walkin' around like a...

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The Broken Man

Cold skies And shivering sighs; Lonely nights And dimmed lights; A bit of wine To help pass the time; To make me forget That I've lost what was mine Shadowed walls And empty halls; Blinking reminder: Ten missed calls; Another drink,...

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Chapter One - Stranger

_The warm drape of twilight has descended on this little town of ours, painting everything in a sleepy glow you'd be lucky to find anywhere else; you can practically hear the yawns slink from every house you pass, taking off into the sky like dandelion...

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Lost Silhouettes

Skies painted grey Day after day Steeped in sorrow Never departing Not until morrow; A place A space A paradise A thing of mystery An escape from the melancholy But where oh where has morrow flown to? Departed from this place Leaving not a...

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Starlight

The uneven, oddly rhythmic snap of the campfire's tongues lapping against the firewood carries through the thick night air, the quiet hum of crickets buzzing in my ears. The vibrant dance of orange and red seems to hypnotize me, occasionally prompting...

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A Warm Smile

Soundlessly, flakes of snow dance in the world beyond the pane of glass, the quiet bustle of the café keeping me company as my eyes dart amongst the words of my novel, my free paw occasionally reaching down to bring my styrofoam cup to my lips. The...

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A Lover's Lament

Cool Damp A drape of gray The setting sun Painting the heavens Beauty refined A path Weathered Familiar A figure Wandering As if to forget Brown eyes Glistening Woeful Trotting along the path Worn as he The lament of his love...

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If Only You Knew The Rain

Salutations Greetings Welcome A poet,I am A spinner of tales One of a time long since passed A young gentleman Stoic and cold Stern and unmoving An intellectual A poet,like I A pianist Without a family A lover without A man of few...

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