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I don't got time for these poisonous thoughts

I'm not gonna sit here looking at all I could've bought

There's lives on the line

I don't have time to smell the pines

Why do I keep wasting my time  on everything that I know is evil

You see my mind, you know just what you could reveal

The darkness tries so hard to conceal

I'm so sick of this sinful meal

Oh God, please change this heart

My sin is just ripping it apart
It grew hard to tell
what was a skeleton to be buried
and a treasure to be revealed
digging through my past
i bathe in serene
sleepy mountainside ledges
kissed by lips of fall
when ever i hear your name
my heart instantly
sinks
to the bottom of a
sea.
Spring, spring, spring. ...

Wake up and running to get yourself in paradise,
Looking for something a little bit wise,
Waiting for mothers with children in their arms,
Flowers colours are great signs.

The days are bigger with more and significant light,
Nature reserves all the beauties in silver green,
Birds sing along day and night,
Wolfs , bears and cuckoos appear on the scene.

Everything is going well with God's grace,
Silence in every thought, you love nature!
Dreams seem to be able to offer fantastic time,
Let's see sunshine, let's drink a glass of wine.

Just look around and tell me what Spring can you see?
Think about the stars shinning for you and me.
Spring is born again in the same place with freedom and
Care,
Go around in the fields and spring is everywhere. ..

Victor Marques
spring,flowers
 Mar 2020 ComeButDoNotFollow
Cece
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that's the sound of rain drops
pounding on the roof,
on the walls, on the windows.
they're knocking,
as if politely asking to come in.
drip
     drop
drip
     drop
that's the sound of tears
hitting my pillow gently.
except,
they didn't ask to leave,
politely or no.
drip
     drop
drip
     drop
the rain keeps falling,
seeping into the cracks
of my heart.
the salty tears escape me
like painfully beautiful flowers
that cannot stop growing.
drip
     drop
drip
     drop
that's the sound of sorrow,
both the sky's pain and mine
watering the flowers.
i can't stop them from growing,
so the rain and i,
we take care of them together.
idek what this is but give it lov pls
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