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 Sep 2017 Book Thief
Vinnie Brown
Undoubtedly shaken
In what seems an ocean's current
Grasp of fury and hell
How else does one describe
The rift of mind and body
Torn at the seams
For where loves fire looms
There is sure to be burn victims
And blown out candles
As she asked me of death and dying
To what do I owe the pleasure?
Of chaos and peace
As oblivion reigns
For the way home
Is on the horizon
And we shall be on our way
My inamorata
 Sep 2017 Book Thief
Vinnie Brown
Caught you dancing in the corner of my eye
You're a beauty, baby girl and I can't say goodbye
Can I go back to that night we had
A once in a lifetime kiss, it drove me mad
Laying arm in arm in the midnight summers laugh
Memories cut like diamonds, made to last
You always come sprinting back
To my mind
Seeing you every time you look your best
Take me back to that time you laid your head on my chest
I swear I don't belong here
For there are parallel universes where this didn't happen
And you and I made it out alive
So, I choose there, that is where my heart resides
Cause' a kiss from you is surely heaven sent
Let's get lost somewhere east of Eden
Memories aren't made to be broken,
Yet lie in shards, each piece
Refracting unframed pictures.

Promises aren't made to be broken,
But words are malleable.

Hearts are too often broken, quartered
And flung to the elements.

Spirit cannot be broken
Under any crushing worry.

And love,
Away or dwelling,
Encompassing love;
Battered, betrayed,
Exalted, praised;
Spent like money,
Treasured, yet free as air.
Most invulnerable,
Most vulnerable;
Frail and omnipotent.
Unbreakable.
 Sep 2017 Book Thief
Paul Jones
To love and be loved      is to be in the
atmospheric warmth      of feeling complete.
14:30 - 01/09/17

State of mind: mellow; tired.
Perspectives: personal.

Thoughts: from feeling - mellow and tired but generally quite content and relaxed. Like an overwhelming tiredness, returning from a long but beautifully, wild adventure.

Questions: none.

Listening to: Sigur Rós - Dauðalogn
 Sep 2017 Book Thief
Seema
...when I hid my face, within the veil of death
Then you found time to visit me in a hurry
Least did you know, you met with my aftermath
Sorry, my body has been taken for bury...

...i don't know what kept you away all this while
From me, my love and our wonderful world to be
But your better half told me everything from a mile
That's when my world started sinking with me...

...i am sad coz my innocence was taken for granted
All my pains have settled in within this veil
I couldn't have lived even if I wanted
My world has blackened, see my body is pale...


©sim
A river flowing
Through the channels of my mind
Just dreams streaming by
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