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Gust of untouched words, spill,
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The stagnant mire
reflects a life
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Misery, pain...
these were
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Every passing moment,
I spent with you.
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awkward fumbling of forks
and a watery spoon hitting the side
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Doom for the wicked, no remorse for the creator, the keeper
The man who holds the keys to my asylum’s mental cage
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Buttered me up, as I asked for pay rise
Rye discussion refused.
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Mother nature provides and preserves at will
Yet, today when the fog had lifted, no thrill
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You and I share the silence finding some comfort
I touch this life to push me forward. Feeling as a
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Pop a few pills Just to feel a high
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"Do you know how to dance?"
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Wings of light,
free, not tethered to the bend of rock,
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I pull the plug within my soul
to empty cobweb's that stain the flow
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Dream-catchers share their song,
they flutter and gently sway
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Her door dead bolted
and latched
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One summer day hot and humid,
she, with ice bucket in hand,
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She held him safe under her pillow where his love touched her
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Caressing the sacred horn of the unicorn
I bathe your blade with blessed blood
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Come to me, breathe,
oh, resilient ray of light;
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I do not like this wraith around me
Clutched in the arms of her forgotten glory
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He rock and roiled me pleasantly
my baby brother is gone ~
by PageTurner
45 lines, 3 comments,
on Aug 2 9:55 AM. In Personal, Life, Love, Hope, Spiritual, Family, Inspirational, Dedication, Contest.
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