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Elemenohp Feb 2011
My sun in the rain,
And my warmth in the winter.
The chill in my spine,
And what makes my eyes, glimmer.

Interlaced, yet slowly paced,
For all but one, can make true haste.
So, much of time will go to waste,
Though hours are not how lives are based.

Your craft, my art,
To do either, we need heart,
And desire
To finish
What we,
Start.
February 22
Elemenohp Feb 2011
I'll wait,
Like I wait.
So I wait,
And, I wait.
Give me something
To sedate,
So my hate
Will not break,
Free, from myself,
And destroy you,
Like it does,
Like it has
Destroyed me,
Who I was.
Who I am
Is now ******,
Cause you've scammed
Me, and my mind,
To think time
Is just fine,
To waste.
While I wait,
Like I wait.
And I wait,
So, I hate.
Elemenohp Jan 2011
Missing, waiting,
Wishing, hating,
Spending all my
Time, debating.

Loving, longing,
Always, stalling,
Stand up tall,
Watch me crawling.

What is worth it,
When I can't quit.
I still love you,
But I feel like ****.

Into your life,
I can't fit,
Nor can I crawl out,
From this pit.

I write, you read,
That is all, which I need.
From you, I feed,
I'll go, where you lead.

Plant a flower,
With one seed,
Watch it grow,
Into a ****.

I can't ****,
What I have made,
Even if
It has decayed.
Elemenohp Jan 2011
Luscious green botanics,
brought back to life by a drenching storm.
A single tendril of rain remains,
slowly rolling down a branch.
Watch, as it lingers in its last moments,
holding on to the tip of a leaf
before falling to the ground,
soaking in, to all that's around.

The air, so fresh,
as to say the world can breathe again.
Life, seems to appear from everywhere,
both plants and animals come out to play,
and I realize that this is where I want to stay.
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