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CoreySmith
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I won’t ask you for your forgiveness I don’t trust myself to do it differently, if I had it It is your blessing that I seek Would you give it to me Knowing that I lived my life Without a regard for yours And it’s only now that you occupy my thoughts I long to see you again And I thought about doing it Every now and then But, mother, you see Ought to be spared the pain Of having to outlive a second son Until then… I will keep the necklace they gave me close to my heart There is a part of you inside the capsule, that hangs It’s so small I can hold you in the palm of my hand, big brother
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Nov 16, 2023
Nov 16, 2023 at 6:59 PM UTC
Your Blessing To Mourn
To the one who should hear it Yet hardly ever does The world is grateful for all your love You who give Give more … And then some
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Mar 19, 2023
Mar 19, 2023 at 12:27 PM UTC
You Who Give
When the birds chirp from their high trees When the last drop from the Keurig falls When the distant engine in the sky fades When the neighborhood dog sings a song When the food smells like a holiday When the breeze is gentle enough to tickle When the sun tip toes over the horizon When the hour is young before the day
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Mar 7, 2023
Mar 7, 2023 at 11:01 AM UTC
Morning
Life is more cruel than death Any moment may be our last Some will go rudely taken Other’s, to sleep and never to awaken The how, we fear, is all the same Yet death is in its finality, kind For we shall spend more time with death Than that of the cruelty of life
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Mar 4, 2023
Mar 4, 2023 at 12:34 AM UTC
Life Is More Cruel Than Death
What does a heart do, if not Unto its latest hour and trial, When soon it shall forever dream But loveth in all the moment thee.
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Apr 20, 2020
Apr 20, 2020 at 12:18 AM UTC
What Does A Heart Do
Every drop of rain has it's own spot: From the wide and gray sky manifest, Unto earth's rich bed for a moments rest; A series of the again, sworn By an unspoken great knot.
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Apr 16, 2020
Apr 16, 2020 at 4:20 AM UTC
The Cycle
The world is ugly when you're sad. My lungs near empty are not so glad. A single breath will buy me time, Another yet soon I cannot find. Then, as my body aches And my face now blue, I look beyond to comfort you. Quickly, quickly, for time does wane, Your sweet smile is but a marvelous thing. My lungs soon after, merry they'll seem, For the world is beautiful when you're happy.
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Mar 31, 2020
Mar 31, 2020 at 7:18 AM UTC
The World Is Ugly When You're Sad
The wind will carry my good morning to you; Clouds may shower some kisses too; A ray from the sun be it two or three Shall give warm hugs to you from me.
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Aug 8, 2019
Aug 8, 2019 at 12:26 PM UTC
Here, There and Everywhere
With drunken flight and silver wings A bird of blue flew over me, And though at first her song not heard She tried to tune a vocal cord. Yet with struggle seeming much This puny bird was all but hush As such a creature graced with voice She sang to me, so was her choice.
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Jul 5, 2019
Jul 5, 2019 at 10:23 AM UTC
Blue Bird
Be alarmed then my dear There is one whose love's sincere More so than any other Shall unto you befold As a whisper in a quiet crowd Your eyes will narrow down To him who alone had stood With a heart he longed to share His uncontrollable love for you
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Jun 11, 2019
Jun 11, 2019 at 2:10 PM UTC
A Feeling