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Enter The Poet - Vengeful For Wrongs Recieved

How do you correct a past wrong, and how do you make it better; or are you seeking to perform a greater wrong?

Enter The Poet - Persistant For A Purpose

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Once I have seized the day, what do I do with it?

Enter The Poet - Open And Full

When I look out the door of my past; sometimes, and briefly, I can see the path to my future failures or future successes.

Enter The Poet - Running In Full Circles

Here I stand, proud and strong Examining my world, clear and long Touch my heart, with something true Do not lie, it is not right to do Extend hope, and a future to share For my dreams are cold and bare.

Enter The Poet - Collecting Scars

Not everything that happens will be forgotten, and many things will remain unforgivable; that doesn't mean it's correct, just reality.

Enter The Poet - In Tune With The Words

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Sometimes the pace is so utterly swift to the resolution of a quest, that we miss the very journey that we wanted to travel.

Enter The Poet - Standing In The Fray

All answers lead to more questions; you can ask them, and seek more answers, or you could just sit there and question.

Enter The Poet - Full And Quiet

Ponder all the reasons you have created, found, and lived by; is this where you wanted them to guide you?

Enter The Poet - Rocking And Walking

Slowly a Truth can be found, and quickly a faith can be known; and suddenly a hope can be lost.

Enter The Poet - Raining A Little, Each Day

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Sometimes the flood does not come all at once; sometimes it comes slowly, day by day.

Enter The Poet - Grasping Fate

You hold me close, and smile to me; but is it for your pleasure, or my dream?

Enter The Poet - Posting Blindly

Until; always the promise, always the dream, and yet, never the present.

Enter The Poet - Folding Warm Sorrow

Day in, and Day out, I lose yet another day; what is it that I am hoping to gain with each day, and am I making it a reality?

Enter The Poet - Sarcastically Watching

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Passion is a good motivation; but depreciation of a person's worth always quenches that thirst.

Enter The Poet - Flexing Dark Light

Many people seem to be willing to die for what they believe in; where are the people, who are willing to live for what they believe in?

Enter The Poet - Seeking Tangents

What would it take before you are moved to act; and why do you always wait, until then?

Enter The Poet - In A Diminished Quest

We all seek out to find the Holy Grail of success and love in life; what we sometimes find is a discarded energy drink bottle.

Enter The Poet - Holding Perfect Nonsense

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Perfect wisdom isn't perfected until it is practiced.

Enter The Poet - Off The Edge

Is inner peace a destination, or a time of day?

Enter The Poet - Dressed; Not Impressed

It is not the actual events which define who you are, but the impression of those events on you, and those who experienced them with you.

Enter The Poet - Flashing Bright Genius

At least, once a week, I think about the things, which I have wasted too much time pondering.

Enter The Poet - In And About Time

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If I had the time, I would take the time, to make more time for myself.

Enter The Poet - Foolin

There is no fool, like the one, which thinks that you are a fool; when you are not.

Enter The Poet - Beyond The Precipice

Sometimes the dive is neither safe nor reasonable; but maybe it's the only way to get to the water.

Enter The Poet - For A Lament

I had to grieve for my dreams, before I realized that I was letting them go.

Enter The Poet - Charting Into Negative Territory

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If the present is affected by both the future and the past; then I have failed to do correctly, what I thought I would do, while I am doing it.

Enter The Poet - Before It's Too Late

I do not regret all of the things, which I did not dare to try: but I regret enough of them.

Enter The Poet - Looking For The Question

If I understood The "Why"; I am not sure that the "How" would matter.

Enter The Poet - Not Being

I am not the person I used to be, nor the child that I was; I am simply who I am at this moment.

Enter The Poet - Speaking In A White Card Moment

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You can never be wrong, if you never dare to be right.