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Eyelids protect us from the unknown , blocking evil aimed in our direction
Closed in the stormy night , saving our minds from unbridled possession
Turning our backs on what we refuse to understand
Safe in a familiar , sealed room yet curious about the other side
Abstract shape and color leading thought to temporary rest
Opening doors carved into our walls , praying for the best*.....
Copyright August 30 , 2016 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
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You can't enjoy the rain
If you don't like the clouds
 Aug 2016 Willard Wells
nivek
from sun bleached strawberry blond
to a slow grey
changes in skin tone to match the years
and the not so taking everything SO serious
the heart that shines with life
- a freedom to die for (slowly)
 Aug 2016 Willard Wells
Stephan
.

What can I say
that she's not heard before
so many voices are calling

Where can I find
every poetic word
so in my arms she'll be falling

How can I stand out
a face in the crowd
from all the others now showing

Coerce her eyes
till she sees no one else
gazes my way now are flowing

When will it be
till I'm all that she wants
another her heart, won't be stealing

What can I say
that she's not heard before,
so she will know how I'm feeling
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