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S Smoothie Apr 2017
Sleep and wakefulness blur
Listeless longings begin to stir
Hearts twist into dire messes
right or wrong?  anyone's guesses
Sickening ache pulls my chest cavity in again
No breath, no relief from this sin and pain
Cant be me
Can't have you,
Can't be free
Can't be you
Kisses and soul hugs on the winds
Casting flesh aside he wins
Only the ****** live free of this shadow
To live this life till the next is hallow
Ill bide my time in this makeshift hell
For a love that only the best story tellers tell
The one that goes on forever
Some can part but no thing can sever
Ours is of the endless stars
Countless opportunites to prove our hearts.
A love never cold
Never old -

Forever young.
Spike Harper Mar 2016
Just how many times.
Can one seize those moments.
The kind that shine in the darkest depths of depression.
A peridot of true resilience.
Stricken with the pressures of earths resistance.
Swallowed and spat out.
And yet.
The brilliant contours never faded.
A gem that seems to compliment any disenchanted form.
Priceless is a meaning longing to be with its presence.
Regards shan't be wasted.
For the world may wether this artifact.
But for one to be blessed with the cleansing light it holds.
Shall be reforged.
Stripped of gashes and ware.
Into a relic of wondrous.
Ponderous power.
Calamity may call.
Cities may even fall.
Cadaverous holes and all.
But.
Every desert hides an oasis.
Forever waiting.
For that one to traverse all the adverse.
And drink in.
All it has to offer.

— The End —