Rickon Chewe Biography

Like light in the dark it invades My Privacy.
An Army of thoughts antagonistically
Matching at My walls of Defense.
In thinking invading is my Arch enemy.
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The words that Pen through his ink can never truly be read,
He is the mystery in this mysterious world unresolved
The Echo unheard, the speech anchored down his speaking throat but spoken unsaid,
He is that elevated feeling keeping him down
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The Sun appears too Bright for this life
Time passes too swiftly for this Time.
The blue painted Sky above seems too real
I am not a Ghost but everything rushes right through me.
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In a mind of a Poet all that you see as red may come stand as nothing but Blue.
Am all alone in this world and yet all I have left is You,
Well in thought at least.
I figured I should have paid more attention at school even though I was broke
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There is a place, where these hearts still beat Together
under a sky where we are birds flocking together of the same feather.
it is there where my want, is needing you
am only to Fall in love only because id be coming Down for You.
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