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lizc0123 : Writing

The Price Has Been Paid

The Price Has Been Paid

A Poem by lizc0123


Excrusiatingweight, won't determine my fate. No furtherwill I carry, these things that I hate. To be rid of the pain, and the powerful drain. ..
"Morning Glory, It's Noontime."

"Morning Glory, It's Noontime."

A Poem by lizc0123


Like a sharp and sudden breeze, I'll make you chatter at the knees. The lily pads are hoppin', While the frogs do all the bobbin'. I can sha..
Until That Day...

Until That Day...

A Poem by lizc0123


When my writings fade, and my thoughts are visual. May you then understand who I am. What I cannot depict, you interpret clearly from my soul...
Incinerated Love

Incinerated Love

A Poem by lizc0123


A match lights. A forest grove ignites. The animals scurry. The world spins around me in a frantic hurry. You vanished from behind your cape..
Transitions

Transitions

A Poem by lizc0123


Inspired by the following excerpt from the novel, Hope For The Flowers: "How does one become a butterfly?" ... "You must want to fly so much you a..
A Fruitful Composition

A Fruitful Composition

A Poem by lizc0123


Just as sound waves require an ear drum to absorb into and reflect upon in order to become sounds; we need one another in order todevelop intoour true..
Ode To My Brother

Ode To My Brother

A Poem by lizc0123


From the womb we were ejected, Different times, same place.On me, your image is reflected,Wrong sex, right face.My soul, your spirit has infected.Grat..
The Wake Inside My Dreams

The Wake Inside My Dreams

A Poem by lizc0123


Where have you gone?Searching frantic, no result.A fragmented memory.Brief explosion in my universe.Glowing traces in my darkness. A vast emptiness in..
Barren Memories

Barren Memories

A Poem by lizc0123


Thoughts are left unsaid. Words still exist, Now reside in my head. Entrapped they wait inactive. Alone in the hollow, Undesired resistance hol..
Shall I Take The Lead?

Shall I Take The Lead?

A Poem by lizc0123


With awitty conversation,And a quick abbreviation,Your true feelings are not rendered,Though the timing is not tender.I could wait for you to show me,..

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