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The Morning Only Brings Bad
The Morning Only Brings Badby Michael DoyleFor some, the morning only brings badThese are those who are persistently sadIndulging only those things that will kill themAs if they missed the call of life’s good hymnInstead, they hear nonstop voices in … Continue reading
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Tagged Another, Bad, Bring, Call, Coins, Deep, Dowry, Fail, Good, Haunted, Hymn, Indulge, Kill, Life's Test, Morning, Neglected, Nightmares, Nonstop, Other, Poetry and Poems, Rejected, Rest, Sad, Sleep, The Dead, Trouble, Voices, Warning, Wicked, Wonder, Words
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Keeping Faith Through Storms
Keeping Faith Through Stormsby Michael DoyleWalking righteous amidst life’s corruptionThe faithful holds true without disruptionLike Noah and his ark saving our humanityThe chaos of new frontiers heals with peace, not vanityToo often, we live in coffins of our own makingWhile … Continue reading
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Tagged Ark, Buoyant, Coffins, Compare, Condemnation, Corruption, Dedication, Deluge, Demand, Desire, Disruption, Dominate, Drought, Faith, Faithful, Fault Finders, Frontier, God, God's Reasoning, Grumblers, Heart Breaking, Humanity, Keep, Make, New Day, Noah, Patient, Peace, Poetry and Poems, Prepare, Reasons, Rest, Righteous, Shining Light, Storm, Tears, Treasure, Understood, Unlikely, Vain, Vanity, Waters
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Rough Edges
Rough Edgesby Michael DoyleSometimes it seemsI’ve lost all my dreamsAt the rough edgesAnd window ledgesAre all I’m hanging ontoIt’s been so long since I’ve held youStuck working the night shiftIn a world full of griftThe system works its cutAgainst the … Continue reading
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Tagged Brand, Brutality, Confess, Cut, Dreams, Grift, Hanging, Held, Infirmary, Interesting Company, Jacked Into, Lost, Night Shift, Poetry and Poems, Propriety, Rest, Rhetorical Mess, Rough Edges, Seems, Subtlety, Survivors, System, Test, Understand, Walk On Players, Window Ledges, World
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Evil Does Not Truly Sleep
Evil Does Not Truly Sleepby Michael DoyleEvil does not truly sleepIt merely waitsOut there in the darkness deepGone unseen, it seals our fateOnly in the blessed is there restIn the secrets where it’s confessedThat hearts must find their healingBringing truth … Continue reading
Moonkyst and the Twisted Fae
Moonkyst and the Twisted Faeby Michael DoyleIn the early morning mistWe dream our dreams moonkystit’s a fantasy, some might sayBut it gets us through another daySome dance the dance of twisted faeWhile the music plays; they swayAs if it might … Continue reading
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Tagged Believe, Best, Better This Way, Childhood Days, Dance, Day, Dream, Early Morning, Eyes, Fantasy, Games To Play, Head, Hurt, Last Fantasy, Memories, Mist, Moments, Moonkyst, Music, Pillow, Play Out Life, Poetry and Poems, Reality, Rest, Reverie, Say, Silver Screen, Smile, Soul, Sway, True, Twisted Fae, View, Whimsical, Worth the While, Yesterday
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