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Learn to Care and Beware (*)

In about every second in this world we live in,

you hear about Pain, Suffering, Darkness, Evil or Sin.

They push those things to the top of the heap,

Like Me

Often I cry when I use my ink pen.

It releases the pain trapped from within.

My tears fall to the page and dilute the ink.

I lose my focus and can barely think.

Perceptions

I wish my perceptions were still long enough

to be able to calibrate my thoughts and stuff.

With every new concept and belief I attest,

Recovery

Is there a way to be truly set free

and not exist in a life of Recovery?

Do we ever get over life’s pain?

The loss of a Loved can trap your brain.

Stan

I have no drivers license. I have no wife.

I do have pen and paper and a Poet’s life.

If I wish to travel I open my mind.

If I seek love, in my verses I find.

Strength

 

Tears don’t carry out pain.

They wash the strength in.

Your body may be losing,

yet your mind, it will win.

Tears are mixed emotions,

The Veins of Torment

Just a candle, a spoon, and the prick in my arm.
Who would know they could cause such great harm?
Now the scars on my flesh tell more than I say.

The Well

Lean to Care and Beware!

In about every second in this world we live
in,
you hear about Pain, Suffering, Darkness, Evil or Sin.
They push those things to the top of the heap,

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