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I should worry less
about the talent in
your fingers and
take pride in my
own
(c) Brooke Otto 2013
 Dec 2013 LINK THE HERO OF TIME
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brilliance is in your eyes
© Natali Veronica 2013.

5w.
Los Angeles, I'm yours
city of ash and lost angels
we walk hand in hand
eyes forever caught in my tangles.
Our wings are eternally
tattered & torn
they float like paper-thin
sea weeds
attached to delicate branches of velvet;
oh how we were ever scorned,
for these wings will carry us no more.
sigh
yet as the sun sets in the hot
red sky, smell of summertime
against the dim city before me
I'll clasp your hand close in mine
for we have but one night,
and the entire ocean to see
 Dec 2013 LINK THE HERO OF TIME
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Out of nowhere, you call
Tell me you wanna talk
Made me smile
You make
My heart
Beat
© Natali Veronica 2013.
I want to join the wilderness
where the trees watch but don't talk back,
where the water shows your reflection,
but doesn't point back and laugh.

I want to join the free
where the hills are at your mercy,
where the wind encases you,
but doesn't knock you down.

I want to join the primal,
where you can be what you want to be,
where the night can be your guide,
and the forest can be your sea.

I want to be anywhere but here,
the place you can't see clear,
through the abundant amount of tears,
that fall without my say.

I want to slither into the dark,
where no one will find me,
and I don't have to be
the perfect everyone wants to see.
Break me to nothing,
Burn me to ash
Cut me to pieces
Leave me for dead

I'll rise alive instead

Hit me and bruise me
Love me and leave me
Fill me then drain me
Take away my home

I'll live inside all alone

Give me a name then take it away
Give me hope then don't let me stay
Give me religion and tell me not to pray
Hold out your hand for me to take

Then burn me alive, left dead at the stake

I'll save myself
From the misery
I was falling in love with you,
the way so many people foolishly do.
I felt something inside again,
and I left myself unguarded and open.
I left the shell I called my home
and then your broke me and I was alone

I was empty, just stared at the walls,
It was then I watched them crumble and fall.
I wasn't angry no, not at all
I didn't feel anything as I stumbled through the halls.

It was a pain that I can't explain,
it was something worse than pain.
Something that digs in deep,
and takes your heart for keeps.

I closed the door.
Slid to the floor,
and wished for death once more.

It's a never ending cycle of pain,
if only I had the restrain,
not to go back again
but in the end

*I always do.
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