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Do not cling to me
and our past together
instead stand back to see
the me still to be
a flowing brook
with floating leaves
and other pieces of earth.
And if the universe could make a sound,
it would have been your voice
when you call my name.
In the garden
Towards the wall
There stood a rose
So proud and tall
The sun would shine
Way back when
But this is now
And that was then
For my garden
No longer shines
The roses petals
Now decline
For it knows
That you're not there
A carried burden
It does share
For in itself
No longer cares
cry to be heard.
shout to be silent.
hey mom i miss u.
 Jul 2020 Debra in Silence
FLAAY
Glowing life externally
                                Internally a shadowed strife
Being me & what I see
                                Not Like being alongside me
Trying to Enjoy all colors
                                even if I'm suffering from color blindness
YES WE DO BLEED ON PAPER
NOT BECAUSE WE ARE AFRAID TO EXPRESS OUR EMOTIONS
NOT BECAUSE WE DO NOT HAVE ANYTHING TO SAY
NOT BECAUSE WE DON'T HAVE PEOPLES TO TALK TO
BUT WE DO BLEED ON PAPER

WE DO BLEED ON PAPER
JUST BECAUSE A PAPER WONT BETRAY US
IT WONT CRITICIZE US
IT WONT JUDGE US
IT KNOWS THE WORD SECRET
AND HOW TO APPLY IT
BECAUSE IT IS ALWAYS THERE
DURING OUR DARKEST DAYS
THAT IS WHY WE DO BLEED ON PAPER

WE BLEED ON PAPER
BECAUSE ALL WE NEED IS A PIECE OF PAPER AND AN INK
My beautiful sweetheart
With her smile so bright
Her touch warm so gentle
Her kiss so pure full of love
Her voice so sweet as honey
That calms and soothes
My heart every night,

She's so beautiful
I give her my heart
Every day and
My happiness and joy
I offer to share my world
Because I love you

She's so beautiful
She's so magical
And sweetheart
I love you and your
The love of my life..
My Life ❤️
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