A night of freezing rain has turned the snow banks
into Eames, into molded plastic
At the bus stop, our muster lacks punch
Our faces are drawn to our salt-dusted boots
Signs warn children about wasted motion
lest they thaw too soon
The sun looks like a tea stain on Somerset paper
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Can we erase time? For I miss my soul and heart.
Life feels timid and I wish for my soul to come along, for I wish to bear the pain if not the bliss
how pleasant it may seem, the demise of pain, though it's not when the numbness follows
Wait a second, am I trapped, chained to my own disillusion? Every day I awaken and create the same conclusion.
How is it that I can not stop this routine from repeating? For in my heart I can see it's my truth I'm defeating.
Chained to my ego...Its still got a hold of me. The more I try to escape...the more it grasp me.
Tried to fight it, but sinking in quick sand. My personality follows and willingly takes it's hand.
The addiction it consumes me and brings me no peace. I strive for perfection, on the outside at least.
For what is it I am hiding, what will I not let them see? Need to dig deep for I hold the key.
Chained to my ego...Its still got a hold of me. The more I try to escape...the more it grasp me.
Control is overwhelming find it hard to breathe. But to far I have travelled to let this take me.
This prison I created to hide behind the walls. The fear of being criticized began when I was small.
So now I cling to the pursuit of perfection, lost in the haze of blurred deception.
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People around me not seeing my
Lips throbbing with kisses
Throat chocking with words
Arms brimming with hugs.
People speaking to me not hearing your
Voice’s silent whispers
Loudest echos
Asking for my hand.
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Caught myself the other day, unaware I was thinking.
Swallowed...while I was unconsciously day dreaming.
How quickly we deter from our path and intention.
Flickers of beams distracting us from our own creation.
Star dust fragments make up my soul...Recalling to me of the particles I hold. In the blink of an eye, I will be shifted...to cosmic dust I will be lifted.
O how my soul cries out for universal connection.
Vibrancy within dampened by the lure of temptation.
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You are the air that fills my soul,
The whisper in winds that makes me whole.
Yet human I am, with flaw and stain,
Yearning for purity, escaping pain.
In this love, where mercy overflows,
I find myself, in both highs and lows.
No earthly hand, no fleeting embrace,
But in Your sight, I find my place.
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In mountains high and rivers wide,
Nature speaks, no truth to hide.
It bends, it breaks, but it endures,
Through storms and rains, its heart secure.
Look to the earth, O soul of mine,
In its resilience, God’s grace shines.
A life of trials, yet peace it brings,
Nature whispers the wisdom of kings.
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In shadows deep where specters dwell,
A bitter stench of truth, they tell—
Each twisted smile a mask of grace,
Yet underneath, the hollow space.
Upon a plate, sweet lies deceive,
With colors bright, our hearts believe—
Yet taste reveals the rotting core,
A banquet set on fervent lore.
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I cry
not 'cause I miss you
you out of reach
vast oceans apart.
I cry
not 'cause I crave you
your soul love’s
sweetest dark racine.
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People around me not seeing my
Lips throbbing with kisses
Throat chocking with words
Arms brimming with hugs.
People speaking to me not hearing your
Voice’s silent whispers
Loudest echos
Asking for my hand.
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