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Pain, Pain go away...
Come back another day.
You see my smile,
so go away.

My heart is pounding,
my soul is lifted.
Energy rushes through my veins,
and heart.

No need for pain,
no need today.
Standing up to you is
piece of cake.

So off you go,
as I stay.
Happy and calm for the rest of
the day.

No need for pain, no need
for doubt.
Let the happiness and glee
sprout.
Dedicate to those in a rough patch.
Please stay strong.
 Feb 2017 Addy Rose
Aubreana Rose
Pressing the blade to her delicate skin,
Crimson red leaves her body, releasing the pain in her soul
 Feb 2017 Addy Rose
autumn
The. End.
 Feb 2017 Addy Rose
autumn
No matter what
You have been led to believe
There is no happy ending
To this story.

There is only
The crushing, suffocating reality
That you are not
Were never
Will never
Be even close to good enough.

The. End.
 Feb 2017 Addy Rose
Kevin
we shucked our corn
in a field of sun
like farmers before the feast.
their husks of green
covered the ears
to keep them deaf and dumb,
to keep them unaware,
of the violence they would succumb.
moist with dirt, smelling sweet,
our hands became the tools
of poor mid-western violence.
we stripped their bodies bare,
clean of rotting silk,
that fell between our toes.
butter and salt,
on a table of barn wood,
that splinters to rough touch,
in a freshly mowed yard,
filled with light of summer dusk,
when the ground begins
to cool the air,
where the bugs
illuminate the night.
there were no screams
but
laughter could be heard.
 Feb 2017 Addy Rose
Graff1980
I am the wind
Going in
And blowing out
The riddle
In your fiddle
When you can’t
Figure it out
I am the lute
I am the flute
The wooden piccolo
And the bells
And the drum
I am the hum
The thumb
In your mouth
The thwang
The twang
Diddlee do
Rocking me back
And holding
On to you
I am the beat
On the street
I am everywhere you are
I am in your ears
On the road
Bumping loudly
In your cars
Till the day that you die
I am yours
Oh man
Oh man
I am what I am
I am the jazz
And the blues
The melodic muse
That you use
And this could go on
Forever, I am the music
As dry as the desert
As light as a feather
I will hold you close
In my arms forever
She was the earth
I was the sun
She would shy from me if I shined too bright
I would dim just so she could breathe
She would weep as greedy men would throw trash at her
I would dry away her tears
She would turn to face me often, a different side to her everyday
But I can't help but burn everytime she'd turn
Knowing the moon got to love her as well
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