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Johnny walker May 20
She came like a ray sunshine Into my
darkened world she
began breathing new
life Into very
soul
On entering my life a
life of being alone
Helen had returned
to me my very
soul
That at one time had deserted me left my
body leaving me with
no more than empty
shell
That was Incapable
feeling of any emotion
Helen bought back
those emotions that
had long since
gone
Breathing new life
Into a body that had
once felt Incapable of
emotions Helen gave all that back the day she became my
wife
Helen saved my very soul the day she became my wife all of my past was vanished
Poetic T Aug 2018
Visual delusions:

Scrutinizing the acuity of
            what is visualized.
But sight is only validated
by the morality glazed over.
Until narratives are edited
to mimic a reality of self delusion.


Oral formalization

Dictation versed within syllable
            delusions, never sounding
the reflection of thought to breath.
But sour exhalation collects on
vacant windows, spelling other
          than what is breathed outwards.


Auditory silence

Auditions drummed within,
echoing on shallow walls,
           nothing wrote within
A tirade of failures woven with
three perceptions. Collective ignorance
.
let your
lips breathe
she wanted
my
*******


i
was
so
blushing


after
what
she
said
?



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...
..
.
her fingers breath
non irish breath
or
sew
she thinks
...
Poetic T Dec 2015
Sometimes
More is
Said
In less
Breathes
Than the
Many breathed

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