The Infamous Coup

It’s done, I left. And, disinherited. They sworn I’d be left on my own, So tell me, Good Lords, Have I ever not been on my own? I am weary of the living,  Weary of the long, blind struggle; I am weary of the trusting, Where my trusts but torments prove;  Weary of the dimly…

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I Believe In Me

Happiness….. Not in another place, but this place; Not for another hour, but this hour; Not in sweet heaven, but this bitter earth; Not desired by stars, but this weary heart. We have wasted so much life, worried about future, dwell on past, afraid of a true self, fear of the collective. We want love,…

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