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when two hearts entwine its such a lovely thing
and forever more true love it will bring
bonding like a vine bonding heart and soul
a love that is so true and a love so whole.

it will last for ever and eternally
locked in love forever the way that it should be
entwined for ever more for ever and a day
a love to last a time that will never stray
It's so strange,
How I get so happy with
hundreds of people that I don't know
seeing the core of my thoughts
It's so very strange, because I'm so very shy
and if it was to be in the flesh
or on a stage
I'd be shaking
and trying to not let it show
but I don't see what's wrong when
about a thousand people see my thoughts
that omnipresent camera settles on
my hand, glowing in the dim light
the deep brown shadows shift in the
moving car, polygon animals that creep
back and forth in steady patterns, and
you pan up my arm, don't meet my face
shift to my legs, a soft lavender in the evening
and off in the distance thunderheads sleepily
roll across the hills and slivers of light
jet out across little cabins like little jewels
embedded in the pastures, out my window
you focus in on my moving lips, some song
on the radio you'll never remember, just the
chorus you'll never place, but my lips moving
in the fading sunlight, but my lips moving in
the fading sunlight, but my lips moving in the
fading
sunlight.
(c) Brooke Otto 2014
Beware the broken willow.
For its vines doth sweep,
Over empty space.
Between thee.

It sways,
Silently creaking,
On it's woolen bark.

Methinks it to attack,
Become alive.
As my dragon at my side.

With a puff of smoke,
Jerusalem see's the marks,
This willow hath endured.
During the war..

Beware the Weeping willow,
for it's tears can drown.
Can drown out the sweetest sound..
Here is the story
of the shrinking bay,
of the tide that came in,
and took it all away.

There stood the girl
without a gram of gray,
before the tide came in,
and took it all away.

and she dropped to her knees
and she was not okay
and the tide came in
and took her away.

Everywhere and nowhere,
the price she had to pay,
to the tide that came in,
and took her life away.

And she never knew
that there is always another day,
that the tide that came in,
eventually went away.
Sometimes I wish that there was someone here
Someone who could save me from myself
Then other times I realize
Maybe I'm just too far gone..
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