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Petals

Angry tones hearts misspoken​, bleeding soul gasping choking. Forever denied happiness withdrawn, beautiful flower wilted gone.

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#pain #poetry #sad roses #wilted

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Loss Everything has slipped away day is night you're gone to stay. No will left to burden time this hill is steep too tired to climb. Shining light got lost inside in darkness pit my pain resides. ©® Cgooding #poetry #poem # poeticpain #soldierpoetry

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Future Navigation

Down through winding footpaths not yet marked on historical maps… An energy that leaps from the atlas of existence’s topography. A united front door opened into a peace so finely sculpted yet hopelessly fragile that it must come to pass for all believers in the hope of everything’s unity.

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False Contentment My smile is occupied by fatuous affectation, double-dealing charm ambiguously. Occluded mood pantomiming gibberish, flawlessly cloaked In this visage. © Cgooding

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Bitten Betrayed Sneaky serpents slithering slickly up my spine, venom dripping fangs are ripping chasms in my mind. Projected charming loyalty they're trying to portray, reticulated armor scales will give these snakes away. Cold unfeeling callousness betraying trusting skin, displaying telltale forked tongue with an evil old as sin. ©® Cgooding

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ENTOMBED Buried this far beneath the ground, not a breath of air is in me, no trace of life is found. Leave no momentos at my crypt. Do not cry remorseful tears and beg or plead for time that slipped. There's too much dirt between us to hear, or even know when you've come near. Pick your bones up and carry on. Don't linger here, I'm too far gone. ©® Cgooding

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Soldier's Row Quite nicely they all lined up to die. No look of fear on their face, none asking why. Quickly now, they are laid to rest. Mother's told they fought their best. Lying now in fields of clover. War a fleeting memory, their fight is over. Our fight continues though, it seems. Only the ending is obvious, just don't you forget the means. ©® Cgooding

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Being Alive Finding time to be alive is the thing for which I'll always strive. Be the one who has it all? Nope. I'll blindly jump and dig the free fall. Tie me to a post? I'll chew away my hand and get on living life the most. If I get too tired to bring it full force, take me to a cliff a mile high, I will jump no remorse. ©® Cgooding

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Every Day I Die

I am both dead and alive. With a heart so black how could any life thrive? My life gets longer each day so why am I drenched in decay. How can this go on for me? Why do I continue to be? People go around pretending all is good. They cannot tell, my suffering is mine. If they could help, I doubt they would. I'm a pile of rotten flesh, but I am also fine. ©® Cgooding

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The Loner I don't cry. I won't fuss. I'll get back up and wipe Off the dust. Never will you catch me Stopping. If there's trouble, you're gonna hear me popping. Because you can't stop me. Try it once and you will see this drive inside. When you're passing by me, make your path wide. Just give me my space. I've got eyes but no face What do you really need From me? I'm moving forward with it like you probably should be. So let me be. What more do you need to see? ©® Cgooding

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