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You are the vision that’s in my dreams You are the the love and light and beauty, You make my heart start racing Because you are everything to me, The only one I’ve ever wanted You are the one that sets me free, You build me up to higher frequencies From which I can never…
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I run like a leopard through long grass Travelling at top speed, no one can stop me As if I am chasing my prey I am speeding through many places As if I am participating in races I am just a blur as I pass you You are just colour blurs in my visionary periphery…
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I hear a whistle of the wind Along the abandoned corridors Of this old deserted building With is tired and tattered walls and floors And furniture is discarded and scatter around I the eerie creaking as well as other sounds And this building is in deep lament about it’s fall from grace And you can…
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I did my first night at a poetry open night only went to watch but to my surprise and fright they asked me to participate and to recite some of my poems in front of them all I agreed but was as nervous as hell I am ok writing but not big on public speaking…
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I surreptitiously envy those who find the opportunity to roam freely in glades within woods and over verdant prismic hills under open blue sky’s soaking up and embracing natures flowers and fauna as they are pollinated by insects abounding. I marvel at those who can sit and spend time by rivers flowing graciously along a…
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Lost deep within the atmospheric Wandering in the esoteric I feel the increasing static electric Rip through my being like you would not merit In discovery of things unknown and deep Disturbing my mindful days and blissful sleep I see visions of you here in the darkness on my bed Beckoning me over to taste…
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So much light fills my life On a day to day basis Yet from the corner of my eye At the edge of my peripheral vision Lurking somewhere maybe in my deep subconscious I see and feel something dark and dangerous Always stalking skulking in shadows Always brooding carefully moving So as not to be…
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Stiletto heels and seam lined stocking legs With grace and bliss she was elegantly blessed She could walk and glide as if on air Making every man and woman who passed stare She was the classiest lady of the vanity fair.
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I remember those days gone by Running around in the sun beside A little babbling stoney stream Where we laid and shared our dreams We thought those summers would never end Those hazy days way back when So much of this life was so innocent Watching butterflies and spying bees Pollinating all the flowers we…
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She left him angry and alone Broken and in despair His heart a shredded bleeding mess His feelings for her were bitter They were toxic and cold As he felt the knife she had driven Deep within his lone dark soul The taste of aspic poisonous and rife Why had she destroyed him Why did…
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