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Trecker Jul 2013
World spun around
Turned me upside down
Dropped me on my head
On a rocky ledge
Baffled and bungled
Lost in a jumble
Crawling towards the sea
To return to my me
Needing to desolve
And reevolve
To my former self
The one upon the shelf
Star BG Jun 2017
Dream-Master collects ticket to dreamland,
as stars vibrate bright,
as moon smiles with light.

As I drift and play,
all in moons sweet ray.

Perhaps I’ll see you there,
a paradise to share
The wind will be our gas,
and we shall have a blast.

Dream-Master says don’t tarry,
for inside dreams we’ll marry.
The moment will evolve,    
in dreams so fears desolve.

The tickets an open heart,
to make a brand new start.
To be carried inside light,
makes all things feel so right.

StarBG © 2017
woke up in middle of night and wondered where the Dream-Master was hiding.
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Daniel McDougall Dec 2015
Fold yourself into my arms and let your restless thoughts desolve to the sound of my heartbeat. Brought together by chance; staying together by choice. Your depths are unending in a world that's so shallow. I never knew home could be found in a stranger.

*djm
Marius Banik Jun 2018
Just 15; Just pass 3 am
Moma sleeping, daddy working
Minds racing, boy sneakin' sneakin'
Rain dried, hearts desire

Anonymous soccer jersey walking dog
Lonely street light illuminating lonely boy
Don' wanna go home, Don't wanna desolve
Rain dried, love too

Cigarettes and ice tea
Familiar sidewalks, windows closed
No friends awake, air is wide
To much space, to little thoughts

Night is freedom, night is dead
Boy is running because he can
Boy is crying because he can
Who counts boys when stars are endless

Boy just passed 18; Boy is still there
Awake while night, drunk while day
Boy still loves the same, but not at night
Night is dead, but dead means freedom

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