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Life can seem like a nightmare
I'm afraid of all of the time
I release my flair in the night air
Noticing all the fear is of the same kind
I more than recognize the familiar glare
The eyes looking back at me are mine
Aware that I'm unaware
Fair or not,
Witness my paradigm

©2024
V88
Trying not offend or upset anyone
Minding your mouth and business
Annoyed how my silence has everyone talking
Once I speak up everyone is quiet
Called them out on what was said
Now nothing was said all of a sudden
Trying to flip it they got caught up
Bringing good vibes while others ruin it
He wants to shake the moss off his
back and leave the tadpoles behind.
They remind him of his misspent youth, and
wasted spring.  The blackbird sings of
blue skies, far off lands,
and the bullfrog dreams of flying.
Oh, to not be stuck.
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V91
On the beach holding her hand
The wind blowing a refreshing night
Just enough light to see one another the clash of the waves sand soft and cold
Intimate nature with natural vibes
The glowing fire lights up her face
Sitting on a tree log by the fire pit
Flames of fire providing heate
Listening to stories being told
Enjoying one anothers company
Moisture from the ocean giving chills
Close to one another to stay warm
The fog came in with the cold
Time to head in this beach night end
Knowing you is so beautiful and true
And your a special girl
To and I thank Lord Jesus Christ for you.
A Precious Girl ❣️❣️❣️
My heart beats for you
And it's true love come true and
You light up my life with your grace and
Forever and always I will love you.
My Heart 💕
If I were to slip and fall
Relinquishing the saddle
Once and for all
A clear sign of a lost battle
Would they lie just a little
Pretending it's a riddle?
Would I be Jeremy still
Or just the latest ashes on a relatives mantle
Unable to get a grip on a life with no handle
Forced into being a monkey in the middle
Avoiding the ferry man becomes a new struggle
Will I hear a verdict from a god or a devil?
Or choose for 'em, trying to make it all simple
Thanks too the highway install
And despite all the people
It's far quicker to stroll into hell
And the toll is only one soul

©2024
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