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Lingering Feelings.Could it have been love? / My on and off intimacy with a boy who had the flesh of a man. / I think of him
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UntitledThere was a girl, an ugly duckling you could say, that wished upon the rays of the moon, shooting stars, the tips of dandelions and lady bugs to be more than what she was. She was an empty little girl confused by her own feelings and misjudged. When no one could grant her wish she closed herself from the world since all it seemed to do was scorn her. What a foolish child crying herself to sleep till her heart shriveled to nothing. / Then that little girl, an ugly duckling you would agree, that heart shriveled to nothing hated the world for scorning her. Her face became a permanent scowl and her heart ever more pitiful. She wouldn't dare wish anymore for it only fell to deaf ears and only reminded her how worthless she was. Death was the key not the door. She rid herself of the girl she once was and became something new. / That little girl, a swan most would content to, change the person she used to be. She smiled even if deep down she's still crying, laughed and tried to forget the horrors of her past; till they soon followed.
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A Child's Delusion.Dear Dad, / I love you but you're not here. / Zach and Kate has a dad who picks them up after school
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Wither*Everyone's moving away from my reach and now I'm the only one on this darken road / Maybe I should lay in the shadows till the light comes to lead me home. / If the light never reaches I'll just linger here till I fade into the shade.
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A Dream I Once Dreamt.It's seems like centuries ago I dreamt a dream of a boundless spirit. / Instead of curled upon the ground I sailed in the middle of the deep blue / like a leaf drifting towards the horizon.
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Ice bridgeI'm walking upon this lighted bridge with frost nipping at my heels and a sunken heart during this winter solstice. / I'm hidden in the shadows with a dark coat wrapped around me like skin. / Only here on this bridge do I feel so light- so free;
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A Wilting RoseFor now all I have is a barren room / and these feelings with no deposit. / silence is a seamstress of disaster
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Life.Life itself is cruelty. / Selfishly being birthed into a world where all that awaits is a slow crumble; / Life is a curse.
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Unrequited loveI gathered all my love and affection together / and after time of carefully holding it dear to my heart those feelings turned to a ball of light. / Day by day it became harder to hold onto, more painful to keep and evermore lonesome tucked within my embrace with nowhere to go.
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Untitled*The dream ended slowly but of course inevitably like an autumn leaf drifting to the soil. / Not a spirit was disturbed or disordered like waves in a pond but the memories pile on, / one on top of the other, weighing down my heavy heart.
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