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Waited for the right moment to let this go.
Didn't know I was going to end up turning on the wrong road.
Running away from all the things left unsaid.
Broke the pen caught up in the ink that bled.
I'm chasing a star in the sky that may no longer be there.
There's a connection, a thread that's drawing me in.
I am a fish bound by natural attraction
and hooked by a mindless decision.
This is the way I am
Do you prosecute me so?
I remain seamless and you've got me for sure.
Trickery is to be at hand and that hand you hold so high.
Hold me high to let me fall.
The ground broke the crash landing.
How heavy that burden were to be if dropped on your shoulders.
It would be justice for me to see you crumble, to see you small.
But I am not going to let these regrets drown me.
I am putting this past behind me so that I can untie myself from the ground
And float on, baby I need to float on.
I may think of you from time to time.
But I'm on fire and I have no one to put me out.
So I'm waiting on time to burn me down.
To ashes and from the ashes I will arise with change.
When I'm done you're to be sure to remember my name.
I have to let this all go.
And this is the best time for the show.
So when my mind turns fragile be the last touch to spiderweb the cracks until it finally shatters.
At peace I will be.
At last finally at last at peace I will be
With curious feet the night enters with beauty
in her eager eyes.
Love speaks to the ocean of hearts, she has touched
as the moon glides by quietly
before the eyes of men.
I can see your face held by the fingers
Of my hope, once again

In the eyes of peaceful angels with shining hair
of molten gold
I see those shores of all great happiness and joy
Held by a loyal hand,
proclaiming there is love
such a sweet delight rains down
To my heart, from above

I stand here within the comfort
of my silken thoughts of you,
while unmatchable tenderness appears in place
Speaks to me of memories
I can always find.
While breathing in night's sheer beauty
with my own heart in kind

I see your face, if only for a moment,
as the other half of me
As I lay here watching night enter
with curious feet.
Love sweetly touches my heart in a rush
tells me to close my tired eyes
"Sleep, dear one, shush"
© 2011 Neva Flores - Changefulstorm
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I once was a white rose: pure, perfect, plain.
Then the world did pluck my petals away.
I became blackened by the world’s disdain

Further I fought against the worlds pained
Raze of roses: they won and crushed my stem.
I once was a white rose: pure, perfect, plain.

The gardened battlefield was strewn and stained
With the sweet stench of broken, bullied roses.
I became blackened by the world’s disdain.

The white rose ***** of virginity strained
Against hands calloused by the world’s black sin.
I once was a white rose: pure, perfect, plain.

Despite valiant efforts that were in vain,
We allowed our petals to be torn away.
I became blackened by the world’s disdain.

And you, my worldly gardener, did tame
We white roses out of our innocence.
I once was a white rose: pure, perfect, plain.
I became blackened by the world’s disdain.
 Aug 2011 Natasa Dolenc
Sigilism
i’ll hold onto this innocence
like a spider web waiting to tear.
(poisonous arachnid,
are you jealous of those
with only one set of eyes?)
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