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Alexander Bentley

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I am possessed by the spirit of Poe
He writes the poems I could never write
Like a raven on a dreary midnight
Everywhere I go, he…

the enlightenment
of your soul is a
spark — a light
guiding me home.

we all wear masks,
layer upon layers,
hiding our true selves
from the world.

the dream of you is what sets
my soul on fire. and i will burn
for you, so the world sees the
beauty of my raging light.

she kissed the nighttime sky
and that’s when the sun, the moon
and stars revolved around her
filling a beautiful heart
with…

Summer
is a time of hope
of wonder
of sun-filled days
and beautiful rays
of light
shining bright
from dawn to dusk…

We are blood
on a river,
floating down stream
to our life of destiny.
Give me the sun,
and I’ll show you my light.

I’m a lighthouse
Standing where I fall
In the dark, I cast my light