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A needle so sharp, curved and true,thick black thread ready to pull through.As I sit and reflect.. I count all the times,my heart has broken and Ive s..
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It begins again.. the feeling of flight
takes over me. My head in the clouds, the ground I cannot see. Just
as I think this lust.. this disease is c..
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My bright skies turn so gray with indecisive rain,my soft clouds of happiness fill with the thunder of pain.That rainbow that once shone so very brigh..
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As she looks into my eyes for the first
time in years, I wonder if her mind is swirling with as much thought
as mine.. if her heart also feels like ..
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The sounds of war felt through the
ground,with a monstrous crack such a startling sound. Chaos fills
the midnight sky,blinding brightly with flicker..
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Each year ends with snows fresh white fall,bringing Jack Frost’s chill and good times for all.Whether you enjoy carving grooves into a powdery h..
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“What is it you fear more than anything?” I remember her asking me… in a flash all my fears, both past and present, began playing b..
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Alone in a forest, surrounded by 100
year old trees.. each reaching out, blowing in me life.. still I
cannot breathe. The water surrounds me, crisp..
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A tiny flame so far out,burns so bright without a doubt.Her flame pulls me in through the night,I set my sails for her light.The waters anger knows no..
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When most people think of the places they've been,they think where they’ve traveled never looking within.When I recall the moments we’ve s..
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