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These dauntless lines I write so fine To let you know I feel you there I know you’re scared and unprepared- For what life wants to bring you. Please know there’s someone that relates It’s just I’m trapped outside these gates These walls which you’ve constructed- They leave me no other choice. March on, be strong, its not so long Waiting to sing with your heart a new song Knowing that when we’re there I will tear- All your fears away. But until tha...

When time is spent What is it that remains? The hours of the day Have a beginning, an end. This world is not perpetual, So when the mountains shake And the earth swells, What shall remain? When the sun is exhausted And the earth is depleted, What is it that endures? Anger and envy burn out; But does love fade? When hatred attains it's desire, Does it not abate? When love consummates, Does it not last forever? Does selfishness abide in love? Or can greed Make its home with benevolence? So wh...

These dauntless lines I write so fine To let you know I feel you there I know you're scared and unprepared- Of what life wants to bring you. Please know there's someone that relates It's just I'm trapped outside these gates These walls which you've constructed- They leave me no other choice. Keep marching on and do be strong It's not so hard to wait so long Know that when we're there I will tear- All those fears away. But until that time, my dear old friend You'll have to wait behind closed g...

These dauntless lines I write so fine To let you know I feel you there I know you're scared and unprepared- Of what life wants to bring you. Just know there's someone that relates It's just I'm trapped outside these gates These walls which you constructed- They leave me no other choice. Keep marching on and do be strong It's not so hard to wait so long Just know that when we're there I will tear- All those fears away. But until that time, my dear old friend You'll have to wait behind closed g...

All men escape the Day to behold the stars; Engulfed in darkness, their souls afire. Tranquilly saints lay as hopes aspire, While quiet close whispers provoke to inspire. To the spire of thought, fortunes You brought. These fortunes untold, which by few are sought. Somehow, by even less are found; Yet here few stand, feet bold to ground. Leaving what's sacred men seek rest; Lest in exhaustion they overcome, Lest in haste they revoke undone. Muggins, like moths are drawn to stale nights, Stale...