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 Jun 2015 Summer Jackson
Born
I've been gone
for long
thinking about tales
living lies
aches

I've brought you stories
of
escalating hurt
unspoken words
transparent shadows

bear with me
while I shade some of these
bare truths

us humans
who love to see the desperate
cling to these fragile life

us humans
who've grown used to horror
you think there is no other way

us humans
who seek freedom
to commit mistakes,
sometimes we don't have a choice
and sometimes we do

us humans
extremely, afraid of death
who do you turn to
when the night is at its darkest
Frosted ivory undivided wings
Bambino of new beginnings
Hummingbird Ching's,
Ornamentations to be as sidewalks
Brisk in mountain image
A dask
A dusk
A pull
A scrimmage.
Frilly tress amenity
Angels do come
Devils leave,
As Flambeau's do garnish so lively!!!
Pekoe from ourn bouquet redolence
Wild sinner's and innocent
Sparked by fuse of Muse's poet...
Ride it
Moan it
A perfume of new days Macy's!!!
Parched
Hazy
Yet sun blasts in with all perfection
For thy queen of ressurection hast risen me
As Christ was the third day!!!
Her silhouette,
                        
Caught the corner of mine view,

Amour' of all muse!
As I was her poet....

Showing the world for her all mine writings!!!
Unlike others,
Im not ashamed of her...

Why should I be ashmed?
She's mine muse!!!
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