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So you want more, Ok how about some poems? But be forewarned this section is entitled my mind so try not to get too frightened :) |
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"Grey" |
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"Dancing Shadow" |
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Drip drip on windowsills calling my madness, falling pretty one only for you. Bring me the monster that crawls on his belly,creeping slowly into my brain. I spend forever, looking for flowers on the doorsteps of loved ones gone away. They say your crazy my child so sweet convinced there is someone waiting for me . The willows the willows mock and taunt me as i'm walking so slowly by. Into this tragady now voices call to me They scream. Tap tap on doorways hes always making noises.watching to see if I break He's not here,yet I can see his blue grey eyes ,hanging over my bed post the deepest ,the coldest ,the warmest and kind. Into the sea I retreat waves now crash over me . Now the storm comes with its wind and rain beating down my brow again.into his eyes I stared and cried as he slipped away from my sight. |
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I can never forget you, Thought I sometimes feel the need . I sense you everytime i'm alone ,your in the air I try to savour when I breath. when I close my eye there you are before me ,a shadow who has come to spend the night an almost solid figure bright as the daylight. Still I can never touch you ,still I can never hold you. burning figures are not to be ignored but i wish they would go away, don't want you haunting me till my finial day.dancing shadow leave me alone.Will you always test me, must you always taunt me will you ever let me go? |
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"Outside" |
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I called your name then things began to die burning hatetred answered back with a vicious reply. Caught of guard I fell into this void. Sacred fires that burned now turned to burning ice the cold took my fingers, my heart , and the rest of my life. I cried for you I yelled using all my breath, still you walk away by turning away your head. Lunacy my friend now I have you as my guide, tell me is there anything left? solace my sister are you there for me? Lunacy my lover you now follow wherever I go, when will it be time to leave me like all others I know. Is there anything left outside? I watched your pull off petals from the rose I gave to you just sat and watched was nothing more I could do. Lunacy you are now the only one for solace has flown away, she said she won't be returning and it's forver and a day. Will you introduce me to darkness and with the two of you I shall remain. We can count all the tear drops that fall leaving a scarlet stain on my lovers pillow from my open vain. |
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"Glass World" |
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Glittering pyrite in cliffs shining like jewels. Sapphire moonlight lining your eyes. Welcome to my glass world. Here it is never cold and nothing ever breaks no ones ever sad here and there's no such things as mistakes. climb with me into a coach of platinum and rose quartz on silver dragons wings we will soar no need for a horse. The carousel from which it came was hidden in a valley with no name, deep in mystic woods. This is my glass world where nothing ever breaks, a place I found safe and sound surrounded by rivers without snakes. The swans call and otters play, for me they are my friends no savage tounges nor deadly fangs only new beginings and never any ends. My glass world is beautiful as can be, Wont you come and play with me ? |
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"The Voice" |
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Here upon the edge I sat and awaited his eyes, Stared blankly into the sky what did I find ? A mist hung heavy it shrouded my lovers lips of centuries ago, foggy in my mind but buried deep within this soul. He may have been in front of me, he may have been far away, but centuries of jadedness held him and across the ocean he wished to stay. Yet sometimes I feel, at that moment in time, he knew I was waiting wishing to die . For the night sky was refuge for a song too few could hear the voice strong and comforting was singing sincerely into my ear. My love you should not weep nor should you draw a knife, my love is with you always and once again we will share a life. |
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