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Sleep? We don’t know her
A foggy memory tickles my mind
I need to cry, but everything seems blind.
I’m 6 feet under.
The soil stained,
By my emotions,
Like greed.
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Youth
I loved
That carefree child of mine
Who’d skip through endless
fields of flowers
Without a care in the world
I loved
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Mother
I hear you ... singing to the sky
I see you ... dancing through the lies
I feel you ... your touch ever so dear.
I know you ... you are my mother, and that is clear.
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Loves
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Blue Hour
It is 4 in the morning and I am alone.
I sit my sadness on the willow tree.
And the Earth is covered in a thousand shards of heaven;
Like a kaleidoscope, rainbows fall through the trees. -
Breaking Fairy Tales
Once upon a time,
the princesses got tired.
They were done
they deserved to be.
And the fairies
that the fairy tales were about,
the fairies
that were written out
with their striking beauty
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