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Nov 2012
Hiding from the sick, the loud. Ugly world.
Never ending night. Turn on the porch light.
Little illumination. My only admiration.
Lock myself in. Wont come out.
A comfort home I am without.
For heaven's sake. Destination: new creation. Wait for me.

A fair, peaceful, cheerful, wonderful real world.
It's what I need. To escape from this poverty.
The bitter taste. Filthy waste.
The chronic venom fills me to the brim.
I hide my eyes from the foolish disguise.
Scream on my knees.
Moonlight barely seen.
Holding to this desperate plea.
Please hear me.

With my head and heart in His hand He said so pleasantly,
"My sweet. My lovely"

For the first time I could feel.
In a secret place. I can heal.
An everlasting dream.
Curled underneath a cherry tree.
Ribbons tied around so elegantly
Sunlight. White. Bright.
Rainbow view, shines through morning dew.
Velvet earth. Something gentle.
Take a breath. The brilliant sights. The soft sounds.
Clean, warm air. All that's rare.
Flood my veins.
Complete. Surreal.

Give me eternity.
thePaigebook
Written by
thePaigebook  Florida
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