Out of love - 94!

What will not kill you,
Will suffocate & burn,
For those who deserve
To be in ashes
Aren’t blessed to be understood.
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Warriors war, fighters fight
Dreamers dream, as there
Dreams continue to die
Sigh...
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One day when my verses
Are not about you,
Just know that,
The pain has made peace.
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Love lost,
Faith broken,
Soul shattered.

Sun set,
Moon came shining,
Tell me my love,
What changed?
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A dog wagging his tail,
A squirrel nibbling a pea,
A girl flying a kite,
A boy combing his doll's hair,
A woman swirling her wine,
A man gazing the sky,

If this is not poetry, then what is?
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Do not ask me to come out,
Stop urging me to be what I am,
You have no idea about
My insides and demons,
Let them and me be,
please.
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Let the sounds make love
To your restless soul,
Allow the light to
Seep through the
cracks of your heart
Watch the ashes fly
Ignite new fire
Within and around
Maybe that is how
You will find and spread
Warmth and compassion.
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Do not bring my demons down,
I appreciate it, when they flirt with me,
At least they choose to love the parts
You and I, ignored.
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They say world is blank canvas,
But to me it appears to be,
A tiny cubicle,
Where my thoughts are striking the walls
And hitting me like bullets on my chest,
Yet I breathe, with my eyes wide open.

I make love with the vibrations, despite
Kiss my own sorrow,
Flirt with my own wounds
Dare you talk to me about
Love, dreams and art,
I behold all in that
Cubicle/ gas chamber/ war room
Life.
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Verses, even for the worse
Are just plain simple sad,
Never painful, brutal.