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In this place , i find myself
In this case , i cry every time
While we share the same sky
We stare at the same moon
Why do i have to stay alone
In this lonely room
Am i right or wrong?
Or am i a fool
I've been strong
But this has brought me
To my knees
Tell me please
You're here to stay
Stay , oh stay
And never walk away
This painted wall
Seems so black
Remembering all those names
You would call
I need you back
And i'm sorry
Yes i apologize
If i could
Yes i'd turn it other wise
No , we can't turn back time
Through this hate
My careness for you can't shine
I'm sorry again
I'll be here
When you need me then
Tender blossoms unfurl
Against a spring rain back drop
The forest is silent
To an untrained ear
A white tailed mother can hear a twig snap
Protecting her young from all harm
The finch can hear a cricket play
A filling breakfast for the quick to rise
Close your eyes...
The day slows, your lungs expand
In that space between heartbeats
*you can hear the leaves breathing
An assignment of sorts.the subject being a leaf.
"Expressing your feelings
couldn't be called art."

So birthed
Shakespearean Walts —
whose puns crammed nature
into mens' hands
and shadowed doubts
that we are all human.

The need to rhyme
and snort out some lines
demoned great minds
who refused to color
outside the lines.  

Metaphor ran over happiness,
watercoloring lines
in INK.

"A petal is
a woman who fails
when she wilts."


So girls learn to answer,
coyly in high school english,
that everything but petals
are ******* symbols.
No reflection needed,
when nature is a *****.
The
World
Is
Fuelled
By laughter,
And today the world is just a little less funny..
Rip Robin Williams my fav actor
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