Poet of the River Poems

i fell to my knees,
when i felt a cool breeze.
i had close my eyes only to see,
the world turn its back on me.
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Birds of a feather
Always fly together.
Through wind, rain,
and any weather.
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If you think that you are sane,
you should know that life is pain.
And in that pain we have to choose,
most of us seem to lose.
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Life is a drip of water,
Falling into a steady stream.
These ripples are our actions,
and our choices, the spaces in between.
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Life is happiness, joy and more.
When opportunity comes knocking, answer your door,
Life is full of pain and sorrow,
But take care, they may fade by tomorrow.
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Red...
Even on covered frames,
I guess that's why-they call them window panes...
Grey...
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In my bed I toss and turn.
My breathing is raged and coming fast.
In my chest a constant steady burn.
My mind is trapped in the past.
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The pain of confusion,
The questions within your delusions,
And the unjust of your reality.
The pain in the illusion,
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If life is a game,
What are the odds I might win?
Give me a tally, what out of ten?
If all I had was my name,
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happy and free, happy and free,
joyful, toyful, and blissful is me.
singing so loud, standing so proud,
and grinning happily.
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