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jjvaleoff · 4 months
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No place to go
No place to escape
But in a mothers arms
One may beg again
A rattling child
Tormented by the reality of the world
No morals left to convict
Lost in the empire once known to be so great
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jjvaleoff · 4 months
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The wind blows not what she knows, though what she calls in the light of darkness
A never ending chant to the unknown
Within it all
Yell fore what you’ll not know today, nor tomorrow
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jjvaleoff · 4 months
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You begin life with hopeful eyes
Did you get all you hoped for?
In the face of death and tragedy, what shall you offer?
No hope, no tales of worth
Betrayal of the arts
You’re life will begin unimagined
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jjvaleoff · 4 months
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I know more than most
Less than some
Better to know none at all
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jjvaleoff · 4 months
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Cries of Despair 02
I worry I’ll wither into nothingness. Learn nothing. Be nothing, do nothing. Be a no one. Be someone only relatives and friends may recall. I look for guidance, I need it. I fear I’ll perish away like the rest. That I’ll settle. Grouped has successfully mediocre. Fading into darkness. Wasting my breath on constant remarks of failure. One with the masses in life and death. Longing to think independently. I wish someone or something will remember me.
This is my tragedy
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jjvaleoff · 4 months
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“Within”
By J. Jess Vales
A day of silence
A day of peace and wonder.
You lay awake in your chamber filled with yonder.
As the dark hour approaches, your heart aches a little longer.
The image of a bitter man awakened
Burning within
A longing for what was, the man possesses what shall perish.
Hoping to stay a little longer
As the war is lost
The dark hour grows longer
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jjvaleoff · 4 months
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Cries of despair 01
By J. Jess Vales
A quick moment of despair leaves nothing to the mind but wonder
No hope, no loss of likes
No peace of mind in torment
Running to the light of lost wisdom, hoping for something more.
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jjvaleoff · 4 months
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Night of Sorrows 02
My heart pounds with what it lacks
Space, unfilled
No passions to follow through with glory
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jjvaleoff · 4 months
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There’ll come women much more creative than I.
With truly captivating words and emotions.
In a haze of enchantment
Lost in the wind of mystique, you’ll forget the woman deprived of dreams
Between them I am none
What shall give me a difference, if I have no offers within myself?
Variation:
There come women much more creative than I
With truly captivating words and emotions
Between them I am none
What shall give me a difference, if I have no offers within myself?
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jjvaleoff · 4 months
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Night of Sorrows 1
The realization of fate finally hit me, I am no one. Nothing to my name. A lawless mind fading into the masses, destined to be no one.
Locked in the embrace, of what shall be, longing to dance a little longer.
Just like mother.
I am no artist. I am no genius. I am nothing more than a mere fool.
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