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Limbo on a boat
went dim-oh-on-a-coat
Sinful on the loot
and non forgetful of the put-
Shine of liars, feud of party empire,
flings on dock
to mesmerize 8
Lying, down on silk wood - still,
seeking the stars as on appeared where art thou _?
Trees never tired,
plants: A fade,
whilst the flowers have had something to prove...

© Clarissa C. van Vreden
I was sitting drowning on a pencil colors of all sorts of red and yellow and green my water drew dim as the blue began to mellow I wasn’t wearing any gloves but I was naked and socks it was a small little puddle with lipstick smeared to purple my mascara drew thin as there came a glistening mellow below my cheeks made of the bluest droplets hitting the water bellow she started to cry as she realized, the epic part about this poem is that it was okay to cry in a puddle

© Clarissa C. van Vreden
Blue rose sunshine

Blue arose in the sun of shine
this ah morning
this ah morning

Rain drops of the evening last nights setting
appear on the woods of falling
almost blue like the ocean,
hit a water fall back unto
back unto
this ah delightful morn

that beauty music is hitting my eardrums whilst silence has been clear
nothing psychotic
no never that my dear my dear

This early morning the sunshine shun so shunning shiningly bright
my eyes fell a tear drop
from pure delight

Blue arose in the sun of shine
this ah morning
this ah morning

What has been setting with my hands
has now been that virtue to clear stand
open the books
take a walk
See the afternoon,
that too,
until the dimming lights
of today
that new new fresh morning say

Blue arose in the sun of shine
this ah morning
this ah morning

© Clarissa C. van Vreden
English please?
English it is
Thank you for it's the number one english
In-tell? In-tell is clear
In-hell? Not just yet
Profuse ring bells
English please...
That's what I see!
I can see how that's now clear
Clear until in-hell
Like you know what I'm doing?
What for?

© Clarissa C. van Vreden
In a Spiritual world,
much not needed of explain:
In a Galaxy field World
we are all in
In galaxy connection

Sometimes it's like "what?"
to say for the negative inside
I come across,
a leech
a ******* my speech
and I don't want to be there for it hear it,
but there it is
that repeat
of my taste, so to speak.

It's like I get it!
so to pass out on a bad note,
it's not the greatest feedback
because, it is not me.
It's that link that exists...

Why not you try to be you and try
face your faith if you've heard of such,
and be your behave because we're all much better off.
Though why would you read this a hear out listen
though, "we're all much better off."

Don't be ware of the human leech,
ignore it
and continue being, who you are.

I have come to face the Witch(es)
They intact imaginational visual feed force upon thee
and crack a field in your Aura
because of envy

Witches exist too,
and so do
the spiritual
human leech.

Energy,
it exists.

© Clarissa C. van Vreden
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