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Hobbies and Interests: About Me Essay: "Endless" Endless ebb and flow Full of searing sorrow Today the circling crow Hope never on the morrow I am crucified with sin A captive once again Threatens me to pin In the follies of my skin Doubtless pouring pains The mother of the rains Flowing through my veins Reviving every bane Visceral tears may come Out the hearts of some They rush race and run And fall to their own drum While sick and sorley I Spread wings to fly The darkness to defy Because I cannot die The vision deeply runs It is bound for the sun It is eaten by the one The crush of things undone Cursed be the pain That causes me this strain And I struggle in vain For the hope to remain Darkness paints its holes In the wings of my soul I cannot fly, I cannot die Endless ebb and flow -Allen McCabe I Sneezed on my Sleeve I sneezed on my sleeve This one day, you see She wanted to leave But she had to pee She closes the door My nostrils tickle Must have been some spore That made it prickle My breath taken quick No tissue in sight Another tactic I am in a plight So I grabbed my shirt And turned my face down So that I divert My sneeze to the ground She came out happy And gave me a squeeze But I felt crappy I sneezed on my sleeve The look on her face Well it made me freeze The snot on her face I sneezed on my sleeve Why such a big deal You ask as I leave I'm an ass I feel I sneezed on my sleeve -Allen McCabe Kiss My Forehead Make a movement and grant me peace Daily I walk the path of thought How I tread inexorably And you alone can loose the caught Ties and cords bind me to a hope And I no longer a fledgling Can even so be fooled to tie rope And suffer myself to grappling So fools indeed are quick to act Not alone on this do I err Kiss my forehead to make a pact That I do not my heart lay bare Things unspoken are not unsaid Still I am not alone in this I know that even had I plead Tell me! My forehead you would kiss A conjecture leaves too much space Like a ration of beans and bread I need a reason with a face To unravel I need a thread Weary and bruised I cast aside This cruel burden upon my heart I turn my thoughts from the inside And once again my life can start -Allen McCabe |
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