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 And so again i sit alone My saddness shines through And my heart breaks in two And so again i'm looked down upon People hurt me day to day... [read more] |
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The sky was blue today Not green, or red, or orange But blue Like the color of your eyes But not as deep Or as pure But just as lonely As I... [read more] |
 And reality may arrive as a steel rose: perfect but cold and calculating and fingers shall shun the sterile touch and hopeful eyes shal... [read more] |
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lies do have wings which fly them home as soon as they are released these dark birds of deception shall nest in the Tree of ... [read more] |
 I *1 Four Flowers...: The Sun arose in Morning Glory, with His Goldenrod wanding Violet to Rose *2 The bees' favorite couplet.. sunup brimmi... [read more] |
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For some the laurel leaves of glory .. For others beheaded blooms of romance .. as for me an olive branch which when attached to mother tre... [read more] |
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ROBIN HOOD As nesting robins sleep with their heads neath their winged hoods .. ending forever the robbin of the hood is the Aquarian Robin... [read more] |
 You slipped between the words Falling short to reach your lips Breath deep Answers travel short distances They travel a wings flight To hov... [read more] |
 I glaze into your eyes and I see your smile hiden from your face but shown in denile. My body shaken but nervous...im not. Just cant seem... [read more] |
 Boss (my Boston Terrier Bulldog) It's funny how we tend to take our friends for granted until it is too late to show appreciation.... [read more] |
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FOUR FLOWERS The Sun Arose in Morning Glory with His Goldenrod Wanding Violet to Rose (to C and R Davis of Maryland) BLUEMS When chicory... [read more] |
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The caterpillar eats entire his host leaves. But transmuted to butterfly he sips the nectar and the chalice perfect he leaves. SPREADING LI... [read more] |
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CURE OF ARS Cure of Ars with ears like the sea's .. listening hour after hour to the filth the rivers bring him transforming by li... [read more] |
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When I focus on the clouds semaphoring the azure blue .. floating flotillas of white hue ...their slow sailing grabs my soul and slows dow... [read more] |
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Families can be hard to come by When they are kind Nice And comforting to another That is hard to find all those in one family But some wher... [read more] |