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Best enemies
A Poem by
Gerhardus Retief
Heaven, where is this heaven? Should we say it will be shown after believing? Just take your place inside the fire for the redemption. Fire, have..
Buried alive
A Poem by
Gerhardus Retief
Already buried alive by the meaningless conflict we had. Just dig a little deeper and you will find my bony hand that was stuck out for help. Too ba..
Trinket for the socket.
A Poem by
Gerhardus Retief
Do not cry yourself into a converted coma. When everything is taken from you. The damage would be enough to earn a diploma. Makes your heart ..
The thread
A Poem by
Gerhardus Retief
You never open up the doors that showed the play. Under this sky of fallen angels who do you have left? Guilty by a crimson nothing and false allusi..
The imagination
A Poem by
Gerhardus Retief
Determination in the world tree called terror to behold. This can be the way a wormtounge's tale is told. Lets climb into the rooted malformed night..
Your world
A Poem by
Gerhardus Retief
Need not ask weather you can describe your world. You do not have to protect it with a blameless sword from me. Human parasites will try to inva..
Mirror gifts
A Poem by
Gerhardus Retief
Mirror Mirror how long before the fist goes through you? Crackling sounds will be your cries of sheer laughter. Knowing you go much deeper into an e..
Find my place
A Poem by
Gerhardus Retief
How deep to dig in this endless hole of movement? They point out how I am going to break. So that everyone can watch how humiliation has a father. ..
One by one
A Poem by
Gerhardus Retief
Buried deeper than a past hoping it doesn't last. Scratching the surface of the watery secret. Hoping you would not hear the strings on my nails..
Prepared by fear
A Poem by
Gerhardus Retief
Until this day is over I wish I knew what will happen. Ride the tears do not let them fall from you. Listen with your mind not with your ears. Spea..
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