Poems from JPB

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I write to cope with the pains of everyday life, so that I may help anyone that I can.
It was dark,The dead of night.Quiet. It stole its way in through the window a few rooms down.A dark figure.Armed with secrets so great.A...
Have you ever questioned yourself?Not just ask yourself something simple,No,Have you ever questioned your very being?What makes you, you?...
Indeed a gaze far off into the distance,Out of my window a deep gaze.One that would take me away,And so I pondered there,Displaced from...
For my body to which I owe my ability to live to,My soul to which I owe my ability to feel to,My heart to which I owe my ability to love to...
Tic.Time starts to move,A steady constant rift.Slow and deliberate,Like the continental drift.Strong and decisive,A truly magnificent gift...

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