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No Escape
                                 A man                                                         his deprivation.                        scampers from                                                               gateway to
Hiding Behind a Keyboard
I can see you feverishly stabbing away at your keyboard the glare of the computer screen illuminating your countenance 
Mistake
Every step a little weaker Every breathe a little harder
Sonnet #1
The Blackest night and Hottest fire Within my Soul I feel The Frozen sadness I admire The pain it seems so real Flowers will wilt and friends will die I walk this world alone I feel the hatred Burn inside
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