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Chalsey Wilder Oct 2016
A judgement is still an opinion
And you have a right to it
But no where in your rights does it say it has the right to bother me
Good day you.
There you go.
These eyes are open to see,
I see how to enjoy your interest,
you tread upon me,
Let heaven be my home at rest,
While your's be same as me I pray,
I believe we die one day
And the other day we wake.
I wish I had the courage to say,
In this world at least;
Life is a Paperthrone.
The more you try to sit and rule on firm,
The more it hurts at fall in the end.
  Sep 2016 Chalsey Wilder
Haydn Swan
I am such a rediculous being
look in the mirror without even seeing,
a decrepid image is all I can see,
is this thing really me ?
chipped away at all the years,
nothing to show but frozen tears,
how dare I think or even be,
sink back into the hollow me.
Chalsey Wilder Sep 2016
Uncontional love doesn't mean unconditional relationship
Some people get the meanings mixed up.
  Sep 2016 Chalsey Wilder
niamh
A skeleton key
opening a golden door
to a room filled with lead.
Smiles on hosts
with rotting teeth,
tongues of poison.
Garments of silk,
moth ridden,
falling apart.
A garden of roses
weeds slowly choking;
perfume of decay.
I walk
this crumbling earth
and will sleep
with no lies.
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