Poems from Cael Adams

young mediocre poet
I find pieces of myself in the boys I've loved When they leave I take a tiny piece from them I still give them an extra piece, even though...
The soul can tell when it is at home When it is at peace in a person or place The soul does not change, but the home does People die and...
I am lost to the Elements My voice is carried away on the wind My body burning in hell-fire My mind drowning in the thick, dark sea My soul...
It's 8:04 AM on a Sunday, and I'm waking up to Lou Reed and the smell of eggs and toast I say, "Give me a kiss" It's quick and short like...
I'm dying from the inside out I'm losing the battle for inner peace My sadness is conquering, and it is getting harder and harder to know...

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