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I
Let my sun go,
Expecting sunshine
To remain.
I
Let my wind go,
Expecting to be
Able to breathe.
I
Let my life go,
Expecting
To survive.
I
Was the fool
Of my own story.
~
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The Pessimist
RomanceThe bloody heart Made me feel, And out of those feelings A creature was born; A creature of grief Of regret Of anguish Of torment Of heart-ache. A hapless creature That called itself The 'Pessimist'. This is a book of poems, which are interconnected...
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I
Let my sun go,
Expecting sunshine
To remain.
I
Let my wind go,
Expecting to be
Able to breathe.
I
Let my life go,
Expecting
To survive.
I
Was the fool
Of my own story.
~
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