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The flower of my thaught
will blossom,
sometime,
when the sadness has gone away
and this is how
I will remember you,
my sweet dove,
without the pain
that I felt upon losing you
and upon not...
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Weight on my chest,
I can’t breathe.
Thumping in my ears.
Thoughts run through my mind.
It arrives unexpected, unwanted,
Crashing through my soul.
I hide...
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Beside him, silent, stately,
on his right,
the old magician's
fair assistant stands alert,
yet selfless,
keeping out of sight
the trove of secret props
held in her hands.
Just so I'd...
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Enthroned within her realm
she asks me "Why?"
Why what?
Can I recall?
(She wants to know)
I answer logically.
"But why?"
I lie this time.
(a phase? a game?)
I let it go.
"But whyyyyyyy?”...
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Hello, come in my friend!
You're welcome here.
I have an extra toothbrush,
towel and comb.
You got here safely.
Hope I sound sincere as I say,
I want you to feel at home.
But I'm not sure
...
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I'll go with ice
and maybe death
will come to offer me
a frosty rest.
I know I'll feel no pain,
as all my limbs grow numb.
I'll sleep beneath
a comforter of snow.
The body's wise.
First...
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Unbound
(Eve Was a Poet)
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)
The chains of his own making,
of his own fears...
Rattle in their comfortable discomfort.
Awoken...
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When I hear your voice
It sounds so familiar
I'm comfortable
With the warmness and tenderness
You bring forth...
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Curious Addiction
Who, what where and when?
What’s vice is versa look’n to sin.
I know where I’ve been and I’m look’n to go.
Somewhere I’m not, some place I...
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Man is an Island
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)
Islands in the Sea of Consciousness,
flotsam adrift from conception.
Many individual glass soul, ...
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