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2001.12.11 
Welcome to Novian Solar's poetry.   Actually, I do not to speak in third person, for I am him.  I coded this website and am posting a brief sample of my writing here. 
 
 

Hard Chains

Chains holding me down,
Our lies strike.
I installed my life into you. 
I feel the ground.
All of this is worthless.
My efforts are nothing more than shreds.
You close the door on me,
As if you try to hide the skeletons in your closet.
I already know you are unreal.
I start my count down.
Short of breathe, I head into the darkness.
Memories fill my mind.
My brain is haunted.
Must escape you.
Never was wanted.
I fall to the floor.
You laugh at me.
You are too blind to see what I have  accomplished.
Do not dare ask for remorse.
How can you want pity?
I hear something in the distance.
Some song I heard before.
Except with new lyrics.
You lies do not make music.
Your mockery doesn't phase me. 
You don't even know me, do you?
Mud covered hands cover my face.
I can not let you see me fall down.
You blame me for this going wrong.
My mind still goes strong.
I grapple into the air to release it all.
My anger is now going through me as if it was a new fuel.
I am not eager to but, I retreat.
My shadows are my only witnesses.
How can you let this happen?
I cared so much for you.
How can you laugh at me?
This was no defeat.
A skirmish at best.
To avoid more pain,
I try to rest.
I lie down on my bed.
Memories fill my head.
Leave me alone.
A week goes by.
I reluctantly let my silence cry.
Here we are again.
We come face to face.
Here go again.
In the end,
Things will never make an amend.


 
 
 
 
 
 

 

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