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 Jan 2017 Ann Nicole
Breeze-Mist
All of these wires that lie by my bed
Leading to lamps, lights, and clocks around my head
Seem to be tucked away, out of mind, out of sight
Until I need to change out my two different lights
The trouble lies in finding which of the five cables I need to plug in to the three sockets for the next few hours.
 Nov 2016 Ann Nicole
Dana Colgan
Spasms of pain controlled by the brain.
Hitting the ground without a sound.
Itching to see if you'll hear my plea.
Trusting the dark to leave its blue mark.
 Nov 2016 Ann Nicole
Dana Colgan
I see you.
When the ecstasy implodes.
I see you.
 Nov 2016 Ann Nicole
Dana Colgan
Pink skies looked upon by tired eyes.

Black lines splitting up a conflicted mind.
I want to follow the sun
Chase it across the western sky
Continue to bathe in his warmth
Have him steal me from the night

The moon she loves me
Whispers in my ear
The secrets she holds
Makes her to me endear

The sun in all his glory
Will not tell me his
Runs away
When asked his story

So it is he who I must chase
So he can kiss me with his warmth
And I will sacrifice myself to ash
Just to look once upon his loving face
The sun so loved the moon, he died every night so she could breathe...

I typically write about the moon, but decided to pay the "sun" homage
 Oct 2016 Ann Nicole
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 Oct 2016 Ann Nicole
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I'm aware that I am less than some people prefer me to be, but most people are unaware that I am so much more than what they see.
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