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... Fate, and fear, where lone dark whispers mull what's clear. Rampaging unfairness rooted cold, dark, undone; lost in the either of what once was done. A mystic endeavor made noble by fate, illuminated in gold, glowing like Peter's fine Gate. Fating the darkness unfair to what's love, unfair to the innocence, untrue, unloved. |
| ... The dark dog doldrums Creep again upon me. The shortness of the days Made more than the sky gray Cold crisp air cast in the heart, Where I thought lived love It's just darkness unsought, Cold dark gripping, Release can't be seen. Is this life that I'm living Not worthy of age? Did the stage curtain close Down on my head? These strong mental caverns, Dark, lonely, unsaid. Life force once given, Now yielding dread. |
| ... I thought of her gentle smile, Soft pale skin of she. Where the sun surely shines To infuse that glow of gold. Touch of hands, that glimmer in her eyes. Surrendered tears, that swimming pool. A heart of loving noble right. Be the one, gentle girl, Smile and kiss we sleep like this tonight, As I touch your gentle smile. Living is the way I've been tout to say. Living me, touch my soul. You hold my heart through our stage. |
... I look up at the ceiling with contorted sobbing face Tears streaming from my eyes falling to the floor in rapid pace. None now left to turn too, Looking up to touch with God. Will I now come see you? Is it time to see your face? There is no more I can take. No more I can do. To you I surrender Do with me what you will do. ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |
| ... If I could rest on that sweet ocean shore, Towered by blue sky with thin cloud breathing over, I wish in her arms, for one night more, I'd wage all pain to hold her, as she does me. Where the tears fall so softly, silent, gone. The years of youth bring thoughts of joy Gone so far from what now is known. My felt relations cast love on where I go. Where the sun shines on me. I'll walk forever without any thought but you, They say I stand sober in wait for your touch to live. |
... Be it Dream it Run it Feel it Be true as a person Let them all see Be real as the others You want them to be Be brave in the darkness See more than you see Be might for the weary Those ragged unsure Be kind of the self Hold tight the dream torn Hear it Sing it Live it Share it |
| ... Seen clear in hindsight; just past the roe. How to hold and use glee, given from the bow. Smile that absent tooth grin, in hast, the sails fly again. Raging seas gilded what I know now as friend. So many used to like me, not so long ago, It seems we danced our final jig and didn't even know.. Doesn't seem to matter much, it seems now they're gone. Interesting how the world spins in melancholy song. The wind hammers hard quickly pushing my vessel, Along great seas to that warm distant shore. Where confidant charismatic charisma flows Like dripping honey to the golden outback the mind knows |
| ... Not so merry mused in sight, Rage in mental anguished fight, Rambling words, whale with pain, Bouncing, hammering, ricochet. In a careless plight, serving vane. Overcoming the summit, long past it then. Rounding the circle, far past the bend, Pleading calmness, sooth's the head. |
| Be kind and merciful. Let no one ever come to you without coming away better and happier. Be kind and merciful. Let no one ever come to you without coming away better and happier. Be the living expression of God's kindness. - Mother Teresa |
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