“Poetry is all that is worth remembering in life.”

— William Hazlitt

Patrick Patrick

Now, Let Me Go

As my mind would began to race,
And the confusion quickly set in
I knew of only one place,
It was a place I’d often been

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Every Dream Is Real

They’ve waited a lifetime,
Albeit, the years few
This hour sublime,
It’s which they pursue

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That Last Night

A night of moonlight, gently it gleams, passing glass panes, and onto the floor. 
I sit alone reflecting, thoughts of melancholy aching

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The Beast

My hands, they were shaking
My anxiety had beaten me down
I did my best to ignore it
Yet, it knew when I was around

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October's Last Day

Ah!, for this night I’ve long been waiting, patiently with such a tired mind anticipating, for everything which it holds in store, a night of deceit and surprise, as this town watches while the pale moonlight

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