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Amanda 32m
She looked pretty even when crying
Gorgeous when she flashed a smile
She was the most beautiful
When dancing free and wild
Not really about anyone in particular...
Payback for payment,
Petty paltry peril,
Primrose periwinkle petite girls,
Petting potbellied pigs,
Petrol pounding in pistons,
Pending papers piling up,
Pens polling poll takers,
Petty paltry penance,
Paid by the piper.
For a piece of peace.
past in a glaze,
   a veil of haze,
   cannot reminisce,
   lost time with
   you.
Inspired from the visual novel of The Arcana.
Kylie 1d
Let yourself free
handcuffed to others life
living to their expectations

What have they done to you?
How can you be so reckless?
Just to satisfy their expectations

The weight is too much
maybe you give yourself
a break from others expectation

Look at yourself from the mirror
is this who you are?
or this is what expectation made of you

Maybe stop trying to change
be free from all of the expectation given to you
Break the chain from them
and choose yourself for once
Travelled well the triangle of all chains,
The scattering shark infested waters.
Lost from their tribes for all of future's gains,
Waiting to settle in the lands of slaughter.
For all of who are chosen paths destined,
From blood and roots to fester from their own?
This lonesome past which is ours invested,
A future among another disowned.
With peace comes a chance of our time alone,
A light to shine of the barrens of so.
The new hopes of the old naive and grown,
Sprouting fibers as well to fester fro.
Permissible are us as well the chains,
Comes compassion to conquer as it reigns.
Seven Seals of October - Seal VI - Chains broken or forged...the choices ours.
Paul NP 1d
What freedom it is to be nothing among everything.
The point inside the wheel cycling for words, knowing
myself through mirror's reflection forever like air under wing.

My Soul becomes freer, growing ever fractal
upgrading it's software, such as they in the sea.
They who jump forth by thy will becoming distinct
by that of beneath.

Positivity through connectivity, I am In Charge.
Love in Phase, will resonate a Standing Wave called Ki.
That which Resists only exists when it passes through the
body of me.

In such the Capacity of Responsibility remains for the taking.
My soul yearns to lift the torch to teach those in a lesser light,
forever above is my Zenith in which under such flame I cast
no shadow, or as it be that which rests underneath the souls of my
feet may be freed.

In every step I take toward my goal.
Tomorrow,
   To Borrow Time,
   To sign the lines that resign our lives away,

This is our time.
   Salute,
   And Stand Attention.

For We Are,
   The Next In Line.

~Robert van Lingen
Light

Threads

Across
My
Headboard

Tiny
Streams

One
Bright
Rus­h

I
Have
Morning

In

My

Soul
elle 3d
starch light, wet wood
leaves drip overhead

I look out my window,
morning sweeps up from underneath, pink light
the mist over our fields, guides me to the coast

hanging rows of laundry,
gravel under bare feet
the wind sighs through my sheets,
and sings herself
into me

I keep changing my address-
and fresh dew lights the way
no concrete stairwells or cigarettes
no tab on my path,
just laying in the grass

with a new book. with my quiet thoughts.

I’m a girl in the woods,
here to greet my big sea
and touch the dirt with my heart
I'm a girl
inside my mind, and right beside my body
I don’t need your city. I am

free
As the stars would have it
the time is now to choose..

Favoring souls made in kind
to take flight
and conquer the night.
A single heartbeat on Eternity's
lifeline

A rhythm ripped in passion,
A beat made steady on the clashin'
of dual energies.
When our symphony resides...
A hush -
Come to me now.

Some perfect harmony...
Conducted by the Universe.
Composed in the signs.
Preserved in the stars.

The wonder we have found
ourselves lying in
could be magic or myth.
or both if and only if....

No bother, I'm arrived
and have come to oblige
My options concise

I've no choice rather than
eternally love you.
do you believe in soul mates?
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