

Eternally MineSomething said I said once before, From shoulder to cheek, From olive grove to shore.Eternally Mine
Things never seem to work out, It’s the way it is now, The feeble whisper to the bounding shout.
Fire burns my tattered soul,
What could I expect? Must have a heart pitch as coal.
Let the past die so as to live the present, That’s what I say, Those who don’t will die a crescent.
Half alive and not quite dead, However I live, My blood runs red.


Orange CloudsI’m an opalescent cloud of dust,Orange Clouds
Floating on a distant breeze, You must think my life’s pretty sussed, You don’t see my looks which freeze, Plateaus so golden below in lines, Humanity like a heard of carrion, Earths justice they all devise, My existence unnoticed, I carry on, Let me know when stupidity is lost, And true vindication rains down, Through the bitter autumn frost, On the true saviors crown, Waiting for a time I don’t suffer, Noxious fumes burn me through,
Stagnant air making me wither, Here I am a mere cloud, what can I do?
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If you have to think about whether you love someone or not, then the answer is no.
When you love someone... you just know.
My Clubs
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Enigmatically yours,
*AxDude, LitMuse Founder.
'Moral Victory, hu... funny, that's what they said about Jesus when he was on the cross, "Oh, don't worry Mary, it's a Moral Victory..."'
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