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Burned by the utmost fire
Of rotten desire,
I find myself in awe.
The pain of a liar
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2.

As if by some divine design,
I clearly give up on things, it seems
Because life has given me its only sign,
Of ridding me of my solemn dreams.
...

Was it I that rued to blame
Yet remained in denial?
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Yes, I have loved with love
that was more than love
more than love,
Drove myself mad with this love
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If I fall along the way,
Would You be right here to stay,
Would You help me with my broken heart,
To sow it back after it was torn apart,
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In the alleys of hotless rain,
That pour more than once, than twice,
but thrice.
Trickle down the gutter drain,
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Ah, the light.
The bright light of dreams.
Up above us all
Given to us,
...

Love me tenderly
And love me sweet.
For I have loved you
Being my greatest feat.
...

Such a sight for summer-stained eyes
The cold breathes down my back
Too cold for a warming ransack
In a shelter where bears the truth's lies
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'Keep the courage to give,
And forever will you live.'
She said so often
Memories too soon forgotten.
...

As I watch with guilt and mellow drama
I saw the end of my life's aspirations
I begged and pleaded and grovelled
For mercy at the sight of His hand.
...

But let all the life and heart of many
Direct you not the easiest solution
Given to my heart at vast
Gain a knowledge of absolution.
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All this love and all this glee
Has always been new to me.
And all this love was only for me.
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When supremely my idol falls,
While I purl down that aisle sadly,
As I wish for Him to return to me,
May I live at best that holy.
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Up so high, in the growing sky
Is the sun shining its rays.
Yet dark clouds, this nightly crowd,
Blocks the sun from praise.
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My heart bleeds...
Shadows of light
from out the moon.
Broken too soon
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As I walk down the field,
I saw a flower, so yet I yield.
Such beauty the rose had,
But I know that it was sad,
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Could it be my clouded mind,
Too much struggle for me to bind.
A perfect love turned to perfect hate
A perfect life soon torn by fate
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19.

Inside my world of cherries trees,
And bumble bees,
And summer breeze,
Inside my world of cherries trees,
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As the stars shine in my mind,
The only light dimmly shrines
My head at last in joy
When first so coy.
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Andy Greenwald Biography

Hello. My name is Andy Greenwald. I'm 18 years old and I 've been writing poetry since I was 12. I also play guitar and write songs. I hope you like my poems. Thanks for visiting.)

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Angels Fall

Burned by the utmost fire
Of rotten desire,
I find myself in awe.
The pain of a liar
Set up for higher
The worst vision I'd saw.
How vital the visage
To say the message
Came to me too late.
Hinted by your age
Sent to me this rage
Of rage so innate.
Hand to me a glory
Of my depressing story,
That love I soon forgot.
My heart now too gory
For a mind to overworry
About my life so distraught.
Truth, I plead for and sow
Now reap I do to behold
How my story stalls.
As this heart I have at low
Give me the strength to know
Why did my angels fall?

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