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While They Break Our Hearts

While They Break Our Heartsby Michael DoyleLife is full of imprecisionsToo many mistakesAnd too many bad decisionsRomances gone wrongNever knowing where one belongsJust another round of heartbreak songsStaying up late to catch a breakSome things can’t be fakeWhile they break … Continue reading

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The Sphinx of Legacy

The Sphinx of Legacyby Michael DoyleIn the mystery of the sphinxIs the ancient mystery that linksTo secret rooms of love and wisdomIt brings release like keys to the kingdomSome are kept prisoner by this lureWhile others believe this is the … Continue reading

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First Principles: We Have But A Slender Hold of Our Virtues; They Ought, Therefore, To Be Cherished With Care, and Practiced With Diligence

“We have but a slender hold of our virtues; they ought, therefore, to be cherished with care, and practised with diligence.” – Fisher Ames

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Thought For the Day: Concentrate All Your Thoughts Upon the Work At Hand. The Sun’s Rays Do Not Burn Until Brought To A Focus.

“Concentrate all your thoughts upon the work at hand. The sun’s rays do not burn until brought to a focus.” – Alexander Graham Bell, inventor (3 Mar 1847-1922)

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Until My Eyes Close

Until My Eyes Closeby Michael DoyleThe other day, I was so tiredIt seemed my life was a tearAnd though the coffee kept me firedMy heart felt troubled and insincereLike I wished that I could find an exitFrom this highway, I … Continue reading

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We’ll Burn Our Memory

We’ll Burn Our Memoryby Michael DoyleThere is nothing more humanThen knowing that you are brokenAs time slips by as it canAnd words meander or are unspokenTime is fleeting and not to squanderLet me entreat you to spend yours wellThere are … Continue reading

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Back In ’81

Back In ’81by Michael DoyleDo you rememberBack in ’81It had all been doneLighting our bootsWith low grade gasolineTo ignite the sparkAnd let it burnThe show is the showWith jagged rhythmsAnd the leads that flowWe didn’t knowDidn’t knowGot to let it … Continue reading

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Gotta Get the Truth Out

Gotta Get the Truth Outby Michael DoyleBoth sides are rightBoth sides are wrongIn the dead of the nightWhere do I belong?The words that are saidWhen none should speakRoll around in my headAs I look down from this peakThere’s a lot … Continue reading

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Reflections On Dorian Gray VI: Tethered Leashes

Reflections On Dorian Gray VI: Tethered Leashesby Michael DoyleA slit-throat bloodied scarf knows its sacrilegeAs Dorian’s portrait holds his stains like privilegeHiding what’s done in the waters by the river bankIt offers little good to say about position and rankUntil … Continue reading

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Truths Seen

Truths Seenby Michael DoyleSilent criesStrident alibisTruths seenFor human beingsCan be mortifyingAs we live death defyingTaking risks at every turnWe live as we learnCareful from feeling the burnYet, it is that we still yearnThe world keeps on turningNever certain what we’re … Continue reading

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