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i am one breath away from death and my
efforts are useless; the walls built
of cut stone are shocked by my bleeding
nails. My brain i saw it curl up
in steel and bounces like elastic
thoughts — my Soul never breaks so
a pity that i cannot rest. My Spirit
as an eel.
Oh dear, my dear. To those i love;
the blue skies the green waters the
lovers within their cocoons of ecstasy
never speak but touch each other’s hearts
/oh love\ Today i thought so high and
touched the ground and around around
went my mind; south as north so east
as west darling we flow with the wind
of Nature — she knows … go i go i go
so i am one breath away from death
and my efforts are useless …
:: 05-07-2019 ::
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Holy is the feeling of you with me
marching through life with me
Struggling with me / some can shine
some even fly and some can slay time
but all these feelings of mine
allow me to cure pain
to endure the bite of my Mind
When you’re with me
beside me and not
against life you’re
with me /. Marching through Life
with this heartbreak called RUIN.
:: 09-25-2018 ::
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WHAT faith
I have seen
from the young
to the elder
display a greatness
— in some
Empty have I been
myself
for many a year
— then some
My message
to the One:
I forgive myself
— please come
the lonely thing
within is weak
— it withers
without your Light
Such blessings I pray
— visit me
this day and stay forever
Amen…
:: 01-25-2014 ::
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HOW I miss the touch
of tender flesh
loving eyes
such gentle kiss
But weak I was
before many born
and took my life
— emotional storm
But if I could
look back with eyes
or shout above
these screaming cries
to you say I would
— love life
live in love
whether pain or sorrow
for the living
— there’s always tomorrows
::01/05/2014::
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