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Amara Numen Aug 2020
The show when die is the new smell of flowers. Madness of the emptiness is bigger than infinity. Shall pray to the place where nothing can break the shell. It's a mayday. Payday.
Druzzayne Rika Dec 2019
I am seeing the colours
Mixing and blending
Without outline
All lines blurred
I can't see you
Red, orange and blue.
Mya Jun 2019
Splash of water
A splash of blue and red
Mixing with each other
Making the beautiful purple

Not being blue nor red
But being the neutral
In the middle
Tay Jul 2017
All colors coming together
Mixing and matching
That form one
A masterpiece has been formed
And it is formed again and again
For the whole world to see
Its so beautiful the sunset is so calming and it can be wild But I love it.
allie May 2017
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mixing and matching
swirling and you stop
leaving me alone
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Arcassin B May 2017
By Arcassin Burnham

...And still today I'm sitting in my own personal
Hell awaiting your touch blazed in a firey mist of
******* of my list of mistakes that I've dealt with
Cause life's what I made it out to be, turning the
Other cheek to every situation that follows me,
Reflecting the doubts and opinions that creep with
Ease,
I see beauty in every direction and corner that forms
A sense of freedom for all of us to share running
Through the trees,

/

The witches brew running all over your skin,
Mixing up the potion just to settle world's end,
I wish we could have made it a lot better then,
We're at ground zero and there's really no defense.
©abpoetry2017
http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2017/05/wings-awakening-official.html
Arcassin B Sep 2016
By Arcassin Burnham


Still overall I sleep through the grass ,
With my head filled with gold and a candle stash,
Light It Up , Light It Up! The Asthma attack...

Let the flowers fly away,
ain't no room enough to see,
Let the memories fade,
like you're tryna' clean some sheets,
flying solo on the road,
Feeling half passed asleep,
Just to settle those scores,
keeping points for you and me.....

2 weeks of desperation,
4 months of irritation,
I will never go back to those memories..


Still overall I sleep through the grass ,
With my head filled with gold and a candle stash,
Light It Up , Light It Up! The Asthma attack..
I can just not wait to get that feeling back,

To get that feeling back!
I can just not wait to get that feeling back!
To get that feeling back!
Sleeping through the grass!

/

I know you know ,
I'm trying not stress you, but your feelings are all over,
And you just want it over,
You know,
That I would never in life itself hurt you or put on a show,
But As time moves slow,
You know,
That you could share your feelings anytime with me,
And when it comes close,
I know you know,
I hope you know....
I love you so.
©ABPoetry 2016
http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2016/09/through-trees-mix-pt1.html
Arcassin B Sep 2016
By Arcassin Burnham

Birds in the trees watch em fall out,
Without a shadow of a doubt,
I see the end is nearing like my input on everything stating
That the only thing we should be doing is getting out,
Like ****'s and ufo's flooding the town with every aspect of the
Universe, I'm glad you found out,
Make your parents proud, sit back and donate money to scouts,
Do more good deeds,
Cause when he touches the earth we float out,

I was in the luxury of giving everything up,
And it's too late to save my family,

I would reach out to my friends , they don't even say much,
And even though our friendships are history,
I'm still in the mind of me.
©ABPoetry2016
http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2016/09/through-trees-mix-pt1.html
Breeze-Mist May 2016
There once we're two princess
Fire and Ice
And in one another
They found their vice
And they decided
As goes the lore
To see which side
Would win a two-person war
So they met in the city
Right on the bay
And with a bow, crouch, and lunge
They started the day
They began in the capital
A grand skyscraper
By the end of the fight
There was only a crater
The ground quakes and split
So Fire jumped in
With her use of the magma
She was sure she would win
Then Ice jumped back
And in her dismay
Slipped into the waters
Of the capitol bay
She had an idea
Right then, very quick
She cooled down the bay
Into ice thirteen feet thick
And as the magma-ice storm
Raged on on that beach
The city and earth
Started to breach
By the end of the fight
Neither princess prevailed
No victory was won
No winner was hailed
The city was destroyed
And the bay, too
The fire, ice, and rubble
Left only a gravelly slough
The princesses both died
Of exaustion that night
For they thought the other's end
Proved their might
But when white meets black
It mixes in grey
Much like the fire and ice
And the water that day
For when two equal forces
Opposing collide
No one prevails
There are left no sides
Yin-yang turns to grey
When the world collides

— The End —