As I Once Was

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    As I Once Was
     Henry Van Olviline ©   ~~> Currently unpublished  2009

    Nights pass by with undulated thought
    Temptaions arrise, meanlingless haunts

    Torrid passions and guilt remains
    Lingering for something that eases the pain

    A touch of passion that whips the wind
    Apologies apathetic that no longer mends
    I sense the storm brewing, emotions entwined
    Looking out the window, hoping only to find

    What dismay this life, and shall it pass?
    Handed down misery of another mans wrath

    I sense the calm which lay ahead....
    No longer dreary for the road to which will be led

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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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