Fallen Too Far Poems

The king sat in his silver bathtub one morning
And he realized, as he soaked in the soft bubbles
That you can not rule your kingdom from a silver bathtub
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upon the arrival of the blinding sun
the earth drops thankfully into a rapid darkness
descending into the orbit of another godless mindset
obscenely unaware of a moral genocide
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Words strung up in lines
Like Parisian lights
[Not to see, but to know]
In shining order
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Weak, torn branches sacrifice the last of their crimson
Yielding a puddle of rainbows, collapsed from the canopy
Overhead, leaving only a bleak bleached sky
Dotted with the occasional bird or irregular airplane and
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We the poets are roamers
Homeless in our skin
Always searching, frantic
For the words that lie within
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laughter could have been but it wasn't
and she didn't know where
because she didn't care to
walked on down to the chorus line
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Leaves dance by, leaving behind some sorrow
Laughing in the wind, careless in their roaming
Tears flow down my mind to remember that day
Looking out my window
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Dear Loved one
Do not think that the bitter words I write
Are meant for you
And realize that the sweet ones
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Dearest One
I would not hurt you or criticise
Only realize
The pain my heart feels
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he said he was doing it for our relationship and I wondered aloud
what relationship, there's nothing
but he just looked at me with his bland oatmeal eyes and asked
why i did not love him like he loved me
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