A Poet Never Sleeps

One day you will be faced with the impossible. When you become afraid, become inspired.

04 November 2012


A foreign phenomena
No fiends from afar
Nor mares in the night

Not situation
Of hand or heart
Shall make me stand and shake

Like a tear
It has no purpose
Only to draw attention

Aware of certain sights
I stand to fight
This thing called


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