WritingTherapy
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Yes You
Nobody above yourselfis a wealth of more I helpthe embers burn bright;stoke the flame in stealth. Childish ambition fruitioncomes from innocent chords.Fix this strange superstition,attention all you can afford. Look at me light I’ll supplythat gracious supple sly smile.Look at yourself be wiseslight no sudden denials. Just be yourself I canbe a working example manof Continue reading
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Mountains Divine
Not but a butt I don’t careis a thing to have but agetakes away the grave,fades in grass to assuage. Take advantage say waysyou feel it real okayI think of my selfish daysall my own silly plays. In my head in bed offear of grand design I’d findin circles clouds divinein the mountains combined. Turn Continue reading
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Fool
I’m so afraid of the giftyou’ve given me I am ashamed,that my tunes aren’t blissand I’ve got names to name. Never have I known it all,here or ever no not even now.Don’t feel me too weak appalledat me at all I welcome sweet snow. I turn warm and my preythey stray under the trees hungerdrives Continue reading
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Random # 1
She taught me dirty tricks and wicked games; I just passed them along. Always learning… Continue reading
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Birds Of Paradise
I don’t know words thathaven’t been spoken beforeas I sat on the step above theother listening to parents roar. Games I am master of what,inside the dreams of vicious tones,the masters themselves taughtme to love and what to frown on. Dwindle the madness ridethe wind as I go down slides.The past it stings a viciouscold Continue reading
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A Woman’s Love
Tell me of beautiful thingsI’ll say they are foreign to meexcept the vast globe I createbetween you and me I conceive. Talk of no other please,beauty of things to me seeis only in my eye abovein and out things I breathe. But my mind I find is a darkchasm of some torn seas.Look place love Continue reading
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What Burns Bright Collab with For The Queen
Somber my days are now,but they were not before.I use to live in graceful vows,touching cheeks I adored. I live at the bottom barrelwhere muck askews hope.I used to ride a carousel litbright lights pretty tropes. Where the songs of the dayI knew them so well kissingmy love all and every waynot a single crevasse Continue reading
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Creature Of The Night
Hey there I can seeyou clearly as day playand pass the night away;I’ll look for innocent prey. Feast on sight and soundI do I can’t help it forit’s in my nature I am sostarved for action and more. I am a deadly creature sorespect my domain I stainyour mind sometimes as you godown rivers of Continue reading
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God She Weeps Not
No one can ever convince me anyone is closer to God than a woman because all man has ever done is clash with heaven. Creators and bringers of life have kindled a love not understood as a bond at times bad and good but has done what they should. If I were God I would Continue reading
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What Burns Bright
Somber my days are now,but they were not before.I use to live in graceful vows,touching cheeks I adored. I live at the bottom barrelwhere muck askews hope.I used to ride a carousel litbright lights pretty tropes. Where the songs of the dayI knew them so well kissingmy love all and every waynot a single crevasse Continue reading
About Me
Shadows of my old self.
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