Rusty
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LotA Poem by RustySuch is the lot Fools Lending hearts to the rosy fire Rending loves best to the pot Still consuming the fire cries for more Chaste no more Lot.. |
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exposedA Poem by Rustywhile you flaunt your wordsand receive your accoladesI shudderseeing men like me so wellnaked and alonedrinking in the poisonsurrendering to the death.. |
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Wells run dryA Poem by RustyLips are crackingNo tears for my eyesAlone but I don't want companyMy well, its run drySunburned when biddenHeart sick as the river ran dryNo wind to .. |
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Quiet tearsA Poem by RustyQuiet tears grace my cheekFor children I do not knowJust one day shall soon be one weekAs presents get covered in snowIcy hearts may never thawThe sum.. |
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Little deeperA Story by RustyThere is not muchNo really it's all quite lostThere isn't much to ponderSo gone it's not a shameNo worries about dirty fingersNo concern for calloused.. |
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A fools nightA Poem by Rustyshe sleeps while I stir in the buffeting winds, the winds of my soul and the wind of the night. Night taking from me that which at once belongs to me .. |
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WhatA Story by RustyWhere has my heart gone? The pain and loneliness that compels me to write replaced by dead weight like the calloused ankles that drag the prisoners ch.. |
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These late hoursA Poem by RustyThey are full of foolsAnd rabble rousersAnd men like meIn these late hoursThe artists toilsDemons that tickle their soulsLike the slight of handMaking.. |
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No WorriesA Poem by RustyIt really doesn't matterI heard you say beforeLong before when it didWhen my heart knew your doorsIt really doesn't matterMy follies gone astrayLike c.. |
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