Christian Dodd Poems

An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind is what he said, but still I see the blood of my former foe dripping down the walls of sanity, gripping teeth and bloodshot eyes I can't stand it, free me from my forsaken memories the past throwing itself at me like a ragging bull from the deepest secluded place in my mind, faded memories thought to never return, wake me from my nightmare!
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Hope is what thrives us, it is hope that makes us human, it is hope that gives meaning to our short and pitiful lives without hope what else would push ourselves to the limit, without hope the world would be a desolate wasteland, for hope was the last thing to fly out of the box.
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