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Martin Narrod Feb 2016
I'm the moon, one that shines
I breathe the seams on the Earth's faulty lines.
I'm not crossed, I'm alright
I met a girl that makes summer seem trite.

There were none so divine, it could take midnight
And turn the world daylight. I'm the moon, one that shines
She is the black queen in the checkmate that's mine.

I reap the hours
And the sleep is still coming.
I count the days down until the minutes stop running.
I am the king, she's my bride, I conquer worlds while
We we conquer all time.

She is the night, I'm to come, we climb the wind
On the hurricane's lungs, count of 3, piggies hide
These bad wolves have come to eat you alive.

There are some so divine, that hours laugh
And the sun forgets to rise.
That is her, so alive. I am the moon
That brings the oceans to life.
Mosaic Jul 2015
I am lonely in thoughts
And practice
Like sport without training
And I will die knowing less than I have learned
Transparent in form & nature
Giving birth to myself in ways my mother couldn't
On stumbling ground
With no grace to be lost or found
I tremble in my humble footsteps.
Don't forget to go find yourself outside Newspaper ads & trendy fads. But forget who you are along the way in search of the many things that could mean
Olga Valerevna Jun 2015
if i can't sleep beside you i don't want to sleep at all
i'd rather be an orphan in the places where i fall

and i'll continue living like i never had a home
make everywhere i'm going just another place to roam

there's not a single step that i can purposely explain
but all of them collectively are holding fast today

it's not the kind of feeling you could ever even dream
i'm nothing but myself the days i'm nothing like i seem
some days weigh more than others
Leal Knowone Mar 2015
My future Is a retro black and white
you can have the hear to eternity
Romance can be created
did beauty destroy the beast
the clicks exist in your mind
it's so sad and beautiful
that in death we find understanding
blue and resting under the moon light
let the moment exist or make it happen
is there a right or a wrong
tread lightly on your ancestors
A throw back to the future
nomadic minds laid to rest
with the modern pharmaceuticals
take it back to a place we know
a warm comfort  to wrap yourself in
but with the knowledge we have
let us search for the truth again
even if it crushes us
BertJane Perez Dec 2014
We are all unique in many ways that all of us can see
But some people are too peculiar, people like you and me
We aren't like the others, we're peculiar beings of this place
We're born with individual talents that no one can erase...

My friends, we each have something special, but something to hide
The world isn't ready for the abilities we all keep inside
We are being hunted, a fate we peculiars must face
Run quickly to safety into the arms of a ymbryne's embrace

As you read this message, know that a hollow lurks near
But remember your gift, you have nothing to fear
Tread carefully and find us at the loops in any direction
On the other side of our haven you will find Peculiar protection.
Danielle Bluejay Sep 2014
It's not all rainbows and butterflies, babe
But I'm willing to tread the water

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