Giving In

I've dreamed long of the stillness 
Betokening the night; 
I've wanted to give up the noise, 
The news, the views, the fight -- 

And now that it descends on me, 
I drink rich of its essence, 
And melt into the sunset, giving
In to evanescence

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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