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They will find you
Where ever you go.
You can't hide
You can't run.

They know where you are,
They keep tabs on you.
They know what you do,
And know who you're with.

They know when you cry,
When you laugh,
When you curse,
They just know.

They're not there to hurt,
They're there to help.
You may not think it,
But its true.

They'll fail you
Meaningly,
Unintentionally.
You just don't know.

They'll be there for you.
You just don't know.
Don't let your fear get in the way.

Do all you ever did,
Change not a thing.
Be who you are,
And you'll be just as safe.
You’re blue eyes shine through the night
Brighter than any star ever could
In the dark
You guide me
As I’m lead through the night
I begin to realize
All I have to say is
Hey there blue eyes
Passed the past,
Looking ahead beyond time -
One precocious step.
 Nov 2012 Manon Kingma
brooke
Home.
 Nov 2012 Manon Kingma
brooke
anything could be home
anyone could be home
the problem is that
you can't find comfort
in people, they're
not good for that.
(c) Brooke Otto
My grip on reality is loosening
My hold on this earth is slipping
Fish flying and birds swimming
No note rhyme or reason
There are elephants the size of ants
And bees like 747's dropping bombs
What's real and what's imagined?
Am I in one dimension or another?
Gravity doesn't exist and smiles are insults
Shaking hands is an act of war
Going on one million times over
War happening in the palm of my hand
Which way is earth? I live underground
My guitar weeps tears of blood
Coming out of every string and fret
Shadows come out of my fingertips
Nothing is safe, objects have mace
Ready and armed for an attack
On the human race
Human race
Her voice is like clear water
That drips upon a stone
In forests far and silent
Where Quiet plays alone.

Her thoughts are like the lotus
Abloom by sacred streams
Beneath the temple arches
Where Quiet sits and dreams.

Her kisses are the roses
That glow while dusk is deep
In Persian garden closes
Where Quiet falls asleep.
She made me dance
till I sweat my soul out
on the crowd, the girl
in the tight dress with legs
up to heaven and back
put her hands on my tired shoulders
She made me laugh out my
heart, across the lights and bass
thumps that rattled my rib cage
while the music played
and the friends on my arms
held me up to heaven and back
with their helping grins
She made me happy as
I sang my lungs out with
a fox lady whose nails
scratched sweet life all over my
back and I fell in love
I fell in love with the way
She made me dance
© Daniel Magner 2012

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