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  • Passion

    Ego

    I hate you, I made you

    Can't understand the things that phase you

    I feel you, I love you

    I n I, he who was made from you



    Strike the shadow, tweak your arm

    Height is shallow, weak unarmed

    Fight the hollow, beat them down

    Kings n queens release your crown



    Dilemmas in chaos an epiphany

    Fuzzy roads leading to destiny

    Choosing paths mistakenly

    Effects the cause of feeling things



    Still friends then still alone

    Still lost inside a home

    Still direct while being abstract

    Still perfecting where I lack



    Climb up the mountain top

    Optimistic to succeed

    Drink from the fountain cup

    Live forever with me

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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

    ADeVarro’s Poems (8)

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    Broken Pieces 07 0
    Broken bones 0
    Crowned 1
    Ego 0
    Anybody Need a Light? 3
    Instructions 0
    Empress so Divine 2
    Enigma 4