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My forefathers gave me
My spirit’s shaken flame,
The shape of hands, the beat of heart,
The letters of my name.

But it was my lovers,
And not my sleeping sires,
Who gave the flame its changeful
And iridescent fires;

As the driftwood burning
Learned its jewelled blaze
From the sea’s blue splendor
Of colored nights and days.
 Feb 2015 Tuesday Pixie
ZWS
Hotter than a two dollar pistol
On the wake of an eve
The sun burns orange on your eyes
With a thousand tons of divinity
You try to define
But you're only faithful when you can't concieve
When the moon comes 'round
So will all your lies and ***** deeds

Whiskey on the rocks
Colder than your own heart
Casting shadows on your regret
That's the only way you get past
After the sun sets

You kept asking me if this was a test
But you're the only gambler in the family
So what's your best bet
You turn into a different person
At the turn of the moons crest

But who could ever blame you
You are who you are when you're at your best
Trying to take the bad with the good
Till you drink yourself to death
And I am the one to carry your burdened cold body to It's final God ****** rest
 Feb 2015 Tuesday Pixie
ZWS
My eyes are prisms
Refracting your light
So magnificent
My brains a factory
I can turn you into
Something colorful
Something proficient
Melancholy and omniscient
Speak to the God inside of me
You're my serpentine lover
Show me your lips
Let me manipulate
Gather your things
I'm off to dreamland
I will remember you
I will turn you into concentrate
Focus your light
Into something brighter
Than a soul
A neuron star inside of me
That way I don't have to die alone
We'll shoot off into the cosmos
You and I, just a couple of super novi
Just you see
Coming up from the ground
You see that light
The light that makes you perpetual
Like a feather flowing through the breeze
Deft as an emotion, clear as water
Im open to the world, i'm open to nature

We all have that empty pit in our stomache
When we cant see the sun for what it is
Blocked by the bleakness of winter

But you can get through, you can get through, just keep holdin on

See the forest through the trees
See the trees in the forest

And advice I can give ya, is to not give up
Stuck with  fleeting feeling
Of uncontrable variables

And that balance is virture,

We cant renovate the old, so lets change the new
We cant renovate the old, so lets change the new
lets start a revelotuion
New, new, lets make this world.
A small flower
Forlorn, questing,
Reaches skyward, tight-budded,
Yearning for the gentle touch
of nurturing rays.
Oh, fragile,
Trying not to drown
In the cold, relentless rain.
Bright star, I need you so,
Without you, I will shrivel and die.
Warm me, lift me skyward,
Touch me, kiss me
Open my petals,
Only you can see my colours,
Feed my heart,
Encourage me to bloom.
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