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depression depression depression

Stop it.

Leave.

I is me and
you are you.
Seperate from identity
yet your lies root to my core.
I can't help but listen as
gravity gradually seems heavier
and
heavier.

You can feed on me
that's fine.
Distort my reality
and take my smile.
But you will never take my hope.

The endless source behind the
Truth
Of my soul.
You'll never cease the
I in me.

So form each woe,
but forever is my soul.
Endureth this universe.

Go ahead.

Take me.

depression depression depression
The magic that is a woman
Is beauty, strength, wisdom, and motherhood.
It is a power that is the giver of life...
The light that shines in man's darkest of hours...
The Nurturer of the sick back to the healthy...
The gentle touch that is love...
However, above all, the power of a woman...
Is measured not in flesh, mirrored views, or mere simple descriptions
She is above such as a spirit
That without her.....
Men would cease to exist.
Our children could never be born..
Men would know never the teachings of gentleness
Feeling
Warmth
A half of a world made into a whole
Past the vows, love, children she's created and raised, and more..
She is support
Our future
and our greatest gift of the magic that is what God gave Eve to Adam.
a mystery to fathom in a famous frame
smiling from canvas with story to tell
oh lady of the portrait oh lady of fame
the painter captured your face so well
those who study art ponder and ruminate
on the enigmatic pose that doth beguile
no brush strokes conveying your mind state
angles inspected of daubed profile
yet the secret stays ever concealed
baffling them all with slightly turned lip
nothing of the puzzle being so revealed
closeted away in an artist's dip
Leonardo da Vinci yielded scant insight
on masterfully shading the subject's light
 Mar 2018 Eric the Red
PM
Hey...
 Mar 2018 Eric the Red
PM
"Hey" he said,
"Hey Back" I said.
Then the alarm rang,
And the door to the dream shut with a bang.
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