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Hello, and welcome to my daily poetry blog. The following poems are improvised based on my day, general reflections, or by just allowing my mind to cruise in neutral without a filter. I have been working on this for something around two years now and have amassed a lot of words. You can either go through them page by page, or check out the "Hall of Better Poems" option in the right column. Please feel free to comment on what you like or dislike, and also subscribe below if you like this sort of thing. Thanks!
- Patrick Lyndaker

(typically I will write down my ideas on paper throughout the day and I may not get in front of a computer to transfer it. So I then dump a few days worth of poems at once.)

Sunday, July 2, 2017

How quaint

Awake!
Offer something often overlooked
"Nothing here escapes the chance of rebirth"
The stumbling fingers.
A turn of phrase.
These glances quickly took.
I live a life of stolen pleasures,
Instantly punishing my thoughts with guilt and shame.
A prison that I built,
On rubble from a thousand silly dreams.
My life is pulled from pieces of debris.
It pales in comparison to what I am deserving of.
MY choices only here to blame.
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