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lessing and a gift</p><p id="72e3">the right man was handled the wrong one let go truth is just another player in reality’s show</p><p id="d8a3">But my thoughts have been clouded by boring despair the bulletins clouding my vision left no sense of repair</p><p id="be3d">and seemingly quiet, but not hard to miss the executioner has left all knowledge is his</p><p id="bc9b">it’s hard to untangle and so hard to try we know who’s been stranded we know how to cry</p><p id="a97c">no reason to hope no reason to fear no reason to act out of the ordinary no reasons for tears</p><p id="148b">— — — — — — — — — — —</p><p id="c56c">Reader forgive me, this poem was written by a very strange student, who was a little bit too bored, it should not affect you, stranger to these ancient halls</p><h1 id="e2e0">Growing up - a fear</h1><p id="43d0">A poem</p><figure id="68ae"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/0*tR56yIG-dl-e0Y42"><figcaption>Photo by <a href="https://unsplash.com/@josefstepanek?utm_source=medium&amp;utm_medium=referral">Josef Stepanek</a> on <a href="https://unsplash.com?utm_source=m

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edium&utm_medium=referral">Unsplash</a></figcaption></figure><p id="1202">hope you can forgive my bluntness, my sense of despair, my thoughts are still young, my eyes are still clear</p><p id="be22">hope you can forgive my blistering fear my hope is still endless my dreams, they still rear my anger is sparkling while I wipe down some tears</p><p id="a15f">I cling to my youth like a shivering child my old life is lost, my new one not tried</p><p id="ea6c">strange tongues are still speaking they all taste the same a boy grabs my hand I remember his name</p><p id="9601">my days, they seem eternal as the years have flown by the river keeps flowing the mermaids do cry</p><p id="6e43">So I nourish the cowboys, the cattle, the tree I watch was has been taken by a merciless sea</p><p id="5817">I keep my head up dance through the constant of noise keep the words in my mouth watch my world be destroyed</p><p id="c7ff">I hope you forgive my dishonest lie only silence remains cruel is the sky</p><p id="6b36">I hope that you mind me and I hope you forget I hope to find wisdom I hope to regret</p></article></body>

Days in The Academy

Dancing in the rain

Photo by Patrick Robert Doyle on Unsplash

Hope is the only thing not to contextualize empty words and empty letters no reasoning behind an unearned gain no meaning, no pictures only humans remain

attempts have been made battles been fought Ruthless is the winner, hiding behind plain force

no mercy, no victory no sign of the king dying is senseless and living is a sin

but the world must keep turning the children must play the students must study the churchgoers pray

and so sin is forgiving and suffering is lost empty words stay empty at an unbearable cost

but what can not be righted must still exist what can not be wrong is a blessing and a gift

the right man was handled the wrong one let go truth is just another player in reality’s show

But my thoughts have been clouded by boring despair the bulletins clouding my vision left no sense of repair

and seemingly quiet, but not hard to miss the executioner has left all knowledge is his

it’s hard to untangle and so hard to try we know who’s been stranded we know how to cry

no reason to hope no reason to fear no reason to act out of the ordinary no reasons for tears

— — — — — — — — — — —

Reader forgive me, this poem was written by a very strange student, who was a little bit too bored, it should not affect you, stranger to these ancient halls

Growing up - a fear

A poem

Photo by Josef Stepanek on Unsplash

hope you can forgive my bluntness, my sense of despair, my thoughts are still young, my eyes are still clear

hope you can forgive my blistering fear my hope is still endless my dreams, they still rear my anger is sparkling while I wipe down some tears

I cling to my youth like a shivering child my old life is lost, my new one not tried

strange tongues are still speaking they all taste the same a boy grabs my hand I remember his name

my days, they seem eternal as the years have flown by the river keeps flowing the mermaids do cry

So I nourish the cowboys, the cattle, the tree I watch was has been taken by a merciless sea

I keep my head up dance through the constant of noise keep the words in my mouth watch my world be destroyed

I hope you forgive my dishonest lie only silence remains cruel is the sky

I hope that you mind me and I hope you forget I hope to find wisdom I hope to regret

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