Ted Blue Biography

I wish to be the immortal Phoenix,
To purge myself of my despairing ailments,
And rise triumphantly from the ashes of my former self,
To let my inner sorrows be ignited in the blaze,
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Exhaling steam out of my flared nostrils,
I try to bring myself peace,
The coal of anger that I clench,
steadfastly in my hand only burns me,
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My mind wanders as a swift vapor,
thoughts elude me like a formless cloud.
Concentration flees me, leaving instead mental stupor,
determination shrivels under this villainous shroud.
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I am a seed, drifting with the wind,
and your my destined end.
I am a needing plant, you are fertile soil,
and you nourish my thirsting roots.
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We shed these orbs of regret-these tears,
because we are suffering, in our own condition.
Crying loudly, we hope the Lord most-high hears,
as we make our sincere request, for divine restoration.
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