Marko Skott Poems

Have I suffered enough, Father?
If not, strike me down
Strike me down hard
Strike again
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When I was nothing but a lifeless body
You helped me out from the deepest pit
And into the freedom
So, I promise you
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I'm shaking
I'm cold
But, the pain is burning in my veins
I see no one
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You came here to suffer from the first cry
And that I have given for whatever you try
And that you surely will have no matter
So, be prepared you soft nut under my hammer
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I overheard
Don't worry the love will die
The other said why
My love can never die
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A kiss of love you will have no more
A touch of heart you will feel no more
A look of longing you will see no more
A whisper of soul you will hear no more
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I'm on a hospital bed
Trying to rest
But, it could be a madhouse floor
My mind is divided into two
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The road is twisted
And all you see looks different
She went away
You had to let her go away
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