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bryce-bartelt
American
Let go of your insides Take apart your feelings Throw a penny in an empty well Wish on a forgotten dream Steal an emotion from within Dwell outside your normal boundaries Tease your senses with bliss And when the world bats an eye at you Treasure that instant in time Fear is only as strong as you are Confidence will lead you Hesitation happens at the wrong moment And gratitude flies away Discover and recover Your born innocence
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Dec 5, 2011
Dec 5, 2011 at 12:21 AM UTC
Discover Innocence
Wisk your mind to that special place Let the world slip from your mind Endure a peaceful ecstasy Cherish all memories stuck in time Embrace love with your entire body Travel with your heart leading you Feel creation all about you Release all tensions peacefully Memorize your cherished moments And get lost in your special place
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Dec 5, 2011
Dec 5, 2011 at 12:15 AM UTC
Special Place
Angels let me be alright Let me find The certain un-faded Passion in life The one that lifts me Past the heavens Through mirrors of darkness Along the line of sanity Above past feelings Portrayed as sour Help me untangle life Brighten up my soul Let it shine To far Universes Letting it to be known And shown through The never-ending centuries Of true passion And a deep Glowing luster Of love With no shame And guilt Still left dangling
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Dec 5, 2011
Dec 5, 2011 at 12:14 AM UTC
Angels
Golden butterfly Bring me warmth and love I’m full of despair Bright yellow finch Sing me a song Fill me with joy Cold dark grass Brighten up Be happy
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Dec 5, 2011
Dec 5, 2011 at 12:11 AM UTC
Tomorrow
My claws dig into the damp sand I twist my head and eye you down This is my piece of putrid land A place that my offspring will be around My shell is my only true salvation Allowing me to hide in plain sight Not having to worry about isolation Or moving at the speed of light My jaw can keep me out of distress It is the one true weapon I need I am left with no one to impress My attitude stems from eating devil’s **** My prey is usually already dead But I am also a very skilled seeker I can always survive on an oyster bed Because there is nothing weaker
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Dec 5, 2011
Dec 5, 2011 at 12:06 AM UTC
Turtle
I want to feel some passion. It is something I can no longer ration. Fiery has been confined Deep in my unconscious mind. Oh key to unlocking my desire, What is it that you require? Are you a tangible object, Or something I can’t detect? Without passion I shall remain Living life in the slow lane. Waiting for the perfect key To set my feelings free.
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Dec 5, 2011
Dec 5, 2011 at 12:03 AM UTC
Passion