Linus - Hello Poetry

let's put time in a cage like a bird on a mantle a canary to sing of times gone by let's put time in a cage trap it here with us hold it close to our hearts and never let fly let's put time in a cage model the evergreen live on in love and never let die let's put time in a cage and open it when each other we hold hearts satisfy

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Apr 4, 2019

Apr 4, 2019 at 3:19 PM UTC

Linus

let's put time in a cage

let's put time in a cage like a bird on a mantle a canary to sing of times gone by let's put time in a cage trap it here with us hold it close to our hearts and never let fly let's put time in a cage model the evergreen live on in love and never let die let's put time in a cage and open it when each other we hold hearts satisfy

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one Muse never used - like new possibly broken never been able to get it to work serious inquiries only

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Oct 26, 2018

Oct 26, 2018 at 3:59 PM UTC

Linus

For Sale:

one Muse never used - like new possibly broken never been able to get it to work serious inquiries only

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I don't go back because I want to relive it, I go back because I want to pollute, dilute, and make minute the memory of us in this place.

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Sep 15, 2018

Sep 15, 2018 at 6:06 PM UTC

Linus

go back

I don't go back because I want to relive it, I go back because I want to pollute, dilute, and make minute the memory of us in this place.

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I said I would always be there for you, but at some point I stopped sleeping with my phone on ring

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Sep 12, 2018

Sep 12, 2018 at 12:14 PM UTC

Linus

Always

I said I would always be there for you, but at some point I stopped sleeping with my phone on ring

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i remember what it felt like, but i can't feel it i remember what it tasted like, but i can't taste it i remember what it smelled like, but i can't smell it i remember what it looked like, but i can't see it i remember what it sounded like, but i can't hear it i remember Love, but i can't

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Sep 7, 2018

Sep 7, 2018 at 12:41 PM UTC

Linus

i can't

i remember what it felt like, but i can't feel it i remember what it tasted like, but i can't taste it i remember what it smelled like, but i can't smell it i remember what it looked like, but i can't see it i remember what it sounded like, but i can't hear it i remember Love, but i can't

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Have you every tried to say "goodbye"? I mean painfully and strenuously try... It truly is easy to say With this I do not lie "Goodbye, for a while" is what we mean "See you later" or "some other time" "Ta ta for now" and "until we meet again" But plans can change on a dime A "bye" between those who know it's the end A "bye" said with head turned 'round A "bye" between friends with hope but knowledge Good friends are a hard thing found This is "goodbye". The time has come I find it hard to say without tears And though our paths are split from here I will never forget these years...

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Jun 28, 2018

Jun 28, 2018 at 10:45 PM UTC

Linus

bye?

Have you every tried to say "goodbye"? I mean painfully and strenuously try... It truly is easy to say With this I do not lie "Goodbye, for a while" is what we mean "See you later" or "some other time" "Ta ta for now" and "until we meet again" But plans can change on a dime A "bye" between those who know it's the end A "bye" said with head turned 'round A "bye" between friends with hope but knowledge Good friends are a hard thing found This is "goodbye". The time has come I find it hard to say without tears And though our paths are split from here I will never forget these years...

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Let me tell you a story Listen and learn There was a Shepherd, a good Shepherd Kind and loving, courageous and strong He had 100 sheep and the sheep loved the Shepherd And so when one sheep wandered The good Shepherd left the 99 And went after the one And you might think you know this story But I'm afraid it's not what you think Because I am not the one... I am one of the 99 left behind Waiting for the Sheppard to return Trapped by the walls of this fence The posts and wooden planks That contain us Being lead by the very sheep that are We walk in circles around the pen Around and around... circles Eating up the food we have We begin to eat each other And as demented as that sounds It's true Biting and gnawing Bleeding and bruising We turn to other sheep for nourishment For truth... for guidance But we are sheep all the same Another one of the 99 left behind Sheep is what we are Be careful not to tater your fur Careful not to tear or cut To show the underneath The skin that doesn't flatter but Burns with the red of your hate Your pride... Your sin When will the Sheppard return And open the fence Lead to new grass and water There are sheep I've never seen before Black sheep. have you seen black sheep? Yes sheep with spots but these sheep They are black from head to toe Their snouts are long and they have sharp teeth Strange that they have not hooves but paws Appearing as wolves wearing sheeps clothing They are mending the fence The fence! It's broken! Suddenly we realize we are not safe Quickly, grab your hammer and nails! Let us work with these black sheep... to mend... the fence... around... us Who built this fence? Was it the Sheppard? Cloudy as my memories be of the man with the scars in his hands and side This does not resemble his work Who... built... these... walls? These bars... This cell With no key and a steeple? Oh God, who built these walls? No it wasn't the sheppard. The walls he built had doors And windows to let the light in No... We have built these walls The 99 left behind were not left... We left. We left the fence! The pasture! The place of love and safety. We are not the 99 left behind but the one We are the one who wandered and strayed And seeing that we were in territory unsafe We built walls without doors that trapped us inside... in darkness Sheppard, Search Find us Break down These walls Rebuild them With windows To let the Light in

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Jun 9, 2018

Jun 9, 2018 at 1:10 PM UTC

Linus

The 99

Let me tell you a story Listen and learn There was a Shepherd, a good Shepherd Kind and loving, courageous and strong He had 100 sheep and the sheep loved the Shepherd And so when one sheep wandered The good Shepherd left the 99 And went after the one And you might think you know this story But I'm afraid it's not what you think Because I am not the one... I am one of the 99 left behind Waiting for the Sheppard to return Trapped by the walls of this fence The posts and wooden planks That contain us Being lead by the very sheep that are We walk in circles around the pen Around and around... circles Eating up the food we have We begin to eat each other And as demented as that sounds It's true Biting and gnawing Bleeding and bruising We turn to other sheep for nourishment For truth... for guidance But we are sheep all the same Another one of the 99 left behind Sheep is what we are Be careful not to tater your fur Careful not to tear or cut To show the underneath The skin that doesn't flatter but Burns with the red of your hate Your pride... Your sin When will the Sheppard return And open the fence Lead to new grass and water There are sheep I've never seen before Black sheep. have you seen black sheep? Yes sheep with spots but these sheep They are black from head to toe Their snouts are long and they have sharp teeth Strange that they have not hooves but paws Appearing as wolves wearing sheeps clothing They are mending the fence The fence! It's broken! Suddenly we realize we are not safe Quickly, grab your hammer and nails! Let us work with these black sheep... to mend... the fence... around... us Who built this fence? Was it the Sheppard? Cloudy as my memories be of the man with the scars in his hands and side This does not resemble his work Who... built... these... walls? These bars... This cell With no key and a steeple? Oh God, who built these walls? No it wasn't the sheppard. The walls he built had doors And windows to let the light in No... We have built these walls The 99 left behind were not left... We left. We left the fence! The pasture! The place of love and safety. We are not the 99 left behind but the one We are the one who wandered and strayed And seeing that we were in territory unsafe We built walls without doors that trapped us inside... in darkness Sheppard, Search Find us Break down These walls Rebuild them With windows To let the Light in

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A(r)mor I wear With drawstrings that dangle Another layer to cover A beating heart Pulling sleeves Covering wrists Vulnerable but protected Blood flowing, life I see her, fair Beauty and depth Yet a frail and fragile heart Not armed, not guarded Like a piece of art "Please be careful... Sensitive to touch... Handle with care" She will wear my a(r)mor And cover her wrists Hood pulled over Guarding from killing whispers She will wear my a(r)mor I will be without Naked, defenseless, exposed But she will have a(r)mor My Armor, My Amor

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Apr 6, 2018

Apr 6, 2018 at 7:06 PM UTC

Linus

A(r)mor

A(r)mor I wear With drawstrings that dangle Another layer to cover A beating heart Pulling sleeves Covering wrists Vulnerable but protected Blood flowing, life I see her, fair Beauty and depth Yet a frail and fragile heart Not armed, not guarded Like a piece of art "Please be careful... Sensitive to touch... Handle with care" She will wear my a(r)mor And cover her wrists Hood pulled over Guarding from killing whispers She will wear my a(r)mor I will be without Naked, defenseless, exposed But she will have a(r)mor My Armor, My Amor

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