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 Jul 2014 Holly Smith
Twinkle
It's over!
Its behind me
I've let it go
The pain that held me ransom in its throes

No longer hurting,
No longer killer
My life is much more complete and fuller

I've learnt my lessons, my time beckons
A chance to live now freely
A time to discover
Motivate yourself to move beyond your pain, to let go and forge ahead. Shun the pain, carry your lessons like treasure. Move on!
 Jul 2014 Holly Smith
Mariève D
I always wanted to travel the world
To be able to disconnect from our normal lives
and fill my mind with images
of places I'll never forget.
And I hope that even if I only wanted
To do that with you,
I'll still be able to forget you.
 Jul 2014 Holly Smith
RMatheson
If I poured myself out onto you
like milk from a glass jug
would the little droplets
sour and stain your love?
When I just can't sleep at night
You are the one on my mind
As I toss and I turn, turning on the light
Can't leave these mem'ries behind.

Day in, day out
I think about
What has come,
What is done
What you said
How you won.
The less it hurts
The more it burns
The more I think
The less I've learned.


In the morning, blinds are closed
Lights just hurt my eyes today
My tested heart never knows
How my emotions are gonna play.

Day in, day out
I think about
What has come,
What is done
What you said
How you won.
The less it hurts
The more it burns
The more I think
The less I've learned.


And when I look for answers
The questions have already gone
And as my heartrate dances
I find I'm searching for the dawn.

*I know I'll learn.
When your head is nice and clear
In the morning there is nothing to fear
You create memory's which you hold dear
For everything is awakening

What amazes me is the clearness
It brings me some queerness
There is a lot of quietness
It is gorgeous

Morning is most enjoyed outside
Once you leave your house you won't abide
You hear many creatures
You are one with nature
Certain people mature
When in this isolated state
You feel great
There is a brush stroke in the sunrise,
A pencil line around moon.
There's a bar code in your eyes,
But we never notice it too soon.
Be friendly with the fire
Light a bonfire for warmth
Pain and agony burning away
Leaving you with ashes of past
Blow them away with winds
They will carry your pain away
Be a torchbearer and show the way
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