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Skin laid bare, heart caged up.

We were told to feel,
But shut up.

We were told to do well,
But to keep quiet our skill.

We were told to live,
But given no life.

We are the new soldiers.

Our weapons are our words,
Our mind the ammunition.

We wage a war.

We are the most effective army,
for we will all **** ourselves.

Our battle will have no survivors,
But will be in no books.

There is a special place in history for us,
Outside it.

We will all be remembered but never spoken of.

We were not there at the start,
nor will we be at the end.

No one remembers the middle.

We are the new soldiers.

Skin
               Laid
                              Bare
                         ­                      Heart
                         Caged
       Up
I watched the sky transform
Overhead,
As the sun set
It flourished more than ever.

I watched in awe
As it changed colour,
The clouds shed its white washed skin
And boasted an undulating opalescence
Of pink and lilac,
Soft like candyfloss,
I felt compelled to reach up
And sink my teeth into it,
Only to let the rain fall
Onto my lips and seep
Into my skin.

I traced the clouds
To the horizon,
Where fiery hues of
Orange burned bright
Like wildfire,
An irresistible iridescence
That filled my belly with
An inferno
Not even the Seven Seas
Could tame.

Before long,
The stars filtered through
The kaleidoscopic creation,
Illuminating the Universe
Like the London Skyline.

I pick one amongst the
Palette of scattered clouds
And wish that I can witness
This masterpiece
*The same time tomorrow
© L.J. Chaplin
It's been a while
Are we okay?
I ask this question every day
Who are you to leave me hanging
For the millionth time
What is left to be taken?

Well, this time I have the upper hand
Because this time, I never actually let you in
So go on and get out
It won't phase me one bit
I'm fine on my own
I don't need your ****.
Across the dark sky
The bright moon
Lights up the night
And wraps the oblivious town
In a beautiful cocoon
Keeping the late night dwellers
With midnight dreams
Safely hidden
From the sins of the city
And just before the sun
Steals away the dark
Those late night dwellers
With midnight dreams
Find pieces of their hearts
Caught in a Butterfly Dawn
Being ripped at the seams
And a beauty that once was
Is now dead and gone
We are returned to innocence
            from our birth to our death
                 we can find our way back
                     back home just before
                                               our night
                                                     star
                               F
                                 a
                                   l
                                     l
                                      s

                      ­        down.
Cherie Nolan © All Rights Reserved 2016
Just because.....
The lilacs are blooming spreading their fragrance throughout the air it's scent is fresh and crisp and cheerful.
May we be like the lilacs may our life be pleasant to those around us.
Let us create positive relationships that will inspire others and be like a lasting fragrance  that will be remembered long after our season on earth is through. Let us leave those lives that we touch much better off than when we first found them. Let us strive to build each other up on a daily basis and be a cheerful and encouraging presence to those lives that we touch. Be a lasting fragrance starting today!
Living* is hard
Dying is easy
The easy things aren’t worth doing
And the hard things are best done drunk.
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