Poems from Daggerpen
Cancer
Is a word
Not a sentence
living
Means so much more than
Surviving day-to-day
Disease
Is only as strong as
You let it be
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My fingers shake
They twist back and forth
As I seethe
My head rocks
Moving erratically side to side
As frustration...
(poems go herA cold sweeps through me,numbing my heartIt freezes my movementsand holds my gaze
there right in front of mea bright man...
Dreams
Dreams are like the seasons,
Bitter and hostile
Sweet and endearing
Nostalgic and repressed
Some can be sweet,
The taste of an...
Nostalgia
I long to go back to those crisp summer daysWhere everything stood still Within one single hugBack to a time where right and...