Portraiture
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They appear as strangers I know in a fictional life. While gathered together, we sip hot beverages, and the talk is about “nothing,” and it’s clear “nothing” really seems to matter. I imbibe and look around at the faces of the strangers; perhaps to glimpse “something” through the shadow clouding the beliefs of those with…
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You never had a chance to be your true self. The aristocracy hated you long before you emanated. The aristocrats planned and waited for you. Then, they seized upon you, and with invisible chains, clothed you, leaving nothing but a shadow to walk the earth; a faint remnant of what is and what used to…
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You are what somebody else imagined long before you originated. The dais was ready- made, and your/their life planned and prepared when your owners seized upon you and began to make you into their image for their unique purposes. Your life matters more to them than to you. You’re glad for what your owners did…
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I live not, I only exist to be controlled. I’m looked upon with lustful eyes that feast upon my soul – a prized possession! Distortions race through the minds of those consumed with envy and greed. Leering eyes filled with lust, and faces, look-daggers with hate. Death has taken hold, and they stumble about the…
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Loneliness took me to a place one knows In the depths of silence There is no time Vast, desolate, and so cold – nothing survives! And so I lived
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Do what you’re told As I say You won’t escape me, anyway I own you, and you love me You give your all, and it’s all mine Freedom is what I say it is Prey on you all the time Cruel verdicts, ancient views Never see me seeing into you I’m in control; you’ve lost…
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Misery is my companion, ever faithful There at my door When I can’t take anymore Doubt is my ally, most trusted When I know not what to do I can always count on you Despair is my friend, tried and true You’re always there when I’m feeling blue Pain is my colleague, very reliable Answers…
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I see you over there, as you sit and stare About you, I am perplexed, as you seem to be vexed By the magic wand made from the wood of the holly tree Dare to imagine that your faithful companion plays tricks on your mind? Behind the screen lies a court of magicians Possessing minds…
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Despair is hopeless Misery is crushing Pain is deep Anguish is pure Sadness is terrible Love is.
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Loneliness, despair One seems to care Light has come in Hate a life of sin Strong within me Need to be free Incumbent grasp – an unyielding task Carrying on with a life in chains Deceit and plunder bringing me under Threatening seas, yet a message of faith Death claws near Pierced with fear Kneeling…
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