Miscellaneous Poems: Ink Spills

Part Two

And here is where I end my tale
Of violence and of sorrow
A desperate tale of love
And hate
And guilt
For killing

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Alas, though this tale has ended
It has yet only begun

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I've never been in war
Nor stood on battle field
I've never raised a sword
Not hurt or killed a man

So how is it I'm enlisted in an army
How I'm battle worn and weary
I'm a warrior, strong and loyal
And I've seen friends die

I have the thousand yard stare
And perfected abandoning hope

I am a fighter

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I wasn't always like this
I wasn't always so strong
Now you see me
See me as I am

Do you still love me?
Do you still care
About me like you did?
Cause this is it...

I can't go on
Not like I did
I'm not so strong
As I seem to be

That life is over
No more pretending
I can't hide
In a shadow anymore

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Have you ever heard your name, screamed out into the wind, lost in the night with the sea breeze? A sound so lone and desolate that the moon hides her face and the birds all fall quiet from their own lamentations?

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Circling into a dark abyss
Ink that disappears into the drain
A burning black sun against the sky
Midnight that never ends

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And with the dying of the light
That precious moon that brings the night
When all is said and we'll done
Who among us will have won?

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The roses are falling
The kings-men are dead
The stars in the sky darken
The wolves must be fed

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Broken Questions

Every day the sun would rise anew
Every night I cried my loss for you
Every day the sun didn't fail to rise
Every night I waited here for you

Where have you gone 
I wanted to go too
Tell me why I couldn't follow you
I searched the sky
Every day
Every night
Looking for traces of you
Why then have I failed to find you?

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There's only you. You've known it the whole time, haven't you. We're not real. We're not real. Only you. There's only you.