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Alan S Bailey Apr 2015
Your hair is like white snow, filling my field of view
With this beautiful sky of clouds over our heads,
Up and on into forever they shall climb,
Bringing our imagined dreams to life we can't forget.

You sit upon the grass, your the only thing standing
Between loneliness, I feel a stab in my throat,
Like I cannot bring to words how I feel (the "M" word)
Before you find out what I really want to know.

You see, I made this song, it's about our kingdom
About you and me, my heart dances, I want to know,
Is there any place for this song bird who's sung,
If it is caged then where do all the notes go?
A poem for my lovely crush Tania. She has short light blond hair and freckles...and so much more.
I run,
Aimless,
After a glimpsed illusion.

I hide,
Hopeless,
From an imagined devil.

I love,
Heartless,
But never really realising.

I hate,
Relentless,
And never ending despair.

But
All
An
Invented
Destiny
The Love I have has no other name
It belongs to you
The loss imagined imagines me
It belongs to you
Samantha Cole May 2014
I’ve imagined it a million times
Each more vivid than the last
The cold of the metal
The weight in my hand
I’ve thought about the feeling of my finger curled around the trigger
How much pressure will it take to fire?
I’ve imagined it a million times
Yet nothing could have prepared me for the day I finally held in my hand the answer to my prayers.

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