Eric Paeplow Poems

Sitting here, upon my chair,
Pondering the things, that ponderers do
Should I raise this issue?
Should I approach the Politicians of State?
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Their lost voices drift on the wind,
I have fallen, please carry me home
Like shadows drifting between the leaves
From sunsets past, to now fading dreams
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The dance of souls,
The dance of fate
Each dancing alone,
Each one,
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On sullen ground, bleak and cold
My sentence, forever, with an eternity left to go
Having fallen from the sky, so high
Now earthbound, alone and unable to fly
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Days and nights of untold dreams
Cast in shadows, to those that seem
To live and love and pass the days
Each in their own, separate ways
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Born and raised a proper,
Tux and tails with a stiff white collar
Standing proud, tall and thin,
But it seems like, life just bugged him
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Hope is stronger than hate
Faith, stronger than fate
Day turns to night
Night brings on your darkest fears
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The war is on, it's time to fight
Loose the cannons, the politician's scream
Unleash the beast; let the gathering hoards surge forth
With a burning need for glory and a lust for blood and pain
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There's an Angel inside me
Just as good as good can be
There's a Devil inside me
As wicked as you'll ever want to see
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Alone with their sorrows,
alone with their pain
Sitting there,
in the same place,
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