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My Mind can barely hold the image
I see behind my face
That is how Craving takes its toll in my Soul
And I weave a Mirror,
I weave it all jus..
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(Art may be copyrighted. If anyone knows - let me know)
Born was her liquid heart,
in the darker moments of Night
Melting..
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Life forms us; gently or violently. I found my upbringing harder than most and struggled a long time to overcome. I changed over and over until memori..
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Old love poem
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A scream is heard, yet unable to be let Free
and Memories are haunted by an unknowing me,
I uncover to See Myself
Sounds weeping down the ..
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For Once may age a Mirror
when Burdens face Knowing eyes.
Trembling Love, upon my Sorrows;
Overflowing Time ever so quietly
In this Unendi..
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Could a leaf move you, dearest;push you to breathe witha windsswift embrace; pry your Third Eye to open as if the world depended on it? The Tree of ..
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As Night held you
I could Whisper in its Silence
as the Spirit I was..
I could pass you swiftly, enter your Dream;
flutter like a Butt..
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I drowned Knowingly in outwatered Patterns
[In Moments of self-devour]
Lost my Breath, my Sight, my Step
Unable to reach through the broken Mo..
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Autumn rains in colors; painting Van Gogh on my walls
And Memories shaped in reds bury cries of Change.
Through this Change,
You're still a smiling..
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