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I fell down amid the streets  got up dusted myself wishing  noone had seen how I have been wishing a path to light beyond this wrath to fight beyond  this aftermath  but nothing so far wishing for  the next turn after this heavy run  that can predict  that the fall can be fun wishing for lesser bleed that doesn't stain the meed but only calms down the greed within that speaks of being sober  wishing for greater stride when I climb down  the mountain of pride while I see faces that grinched  at me over and over wishing fate to debate until after the slate to be wiped clean from constant slaughter wishing pain to be part of very much everything so that you  aren't left alone under a sad looking stone  *pic courtesy pinterest art collection

Cold

When I close my eyes..
I see you.
When I walk alone..
They follow.
When I talk to myself..
I hear you.
Sitting like a stone..
What peeps in is your shadow.
When I break..
There’s a hold.
When my hands shake..
Their you fold.
When silence preys..
Whispering into me..
The words..
You told.
Now look there are just puffs..
Loitering in this Cold.

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