

Dreaming of YouAre those your bright eyes Shining through my window? Cause there the sunlight In my mindDreaming of You
I thought you came To wake me up I woke and I peered outside
Then I realized
It was just a dream Of your delightful brown eyes
As I fall Deep in my bed And I’m pulled under the sheets
So now I daydream
Dreaming of the time we spent Dreaming of your silk brown eyes Dreaming of your olive skin Dreaming of your smile Dreaming of your luscious lips Dreaming of your softest kiss Bringing chills and shivers


Your Back From AwayYou have been gone to long I missed you so much Not just a littleYour Back From Away
But an innumerous amount
First seeing you again Unexplainable warmth ran through me I had waited so long To long to see your face again
Loving how much we craved each other Just as we first met Now being here again
I cherish every moment of it
Penetrating your eyes And you mine
Each of use not wanting To break the stare
The skipping small kisses All over my face and cheeks Give me the chills and make me dance
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AshamedWhat is wrong? A fight over nothing Brings me to tearsAshamed
I always start it Knowing what will come Something I truly hate Awkwardness between us
After the madness starts It carries through the night No matter how hard I try
To resolve and recover Nothing can be said or done right Every word or phrase Is just misunderstood
Worse and worse More and more Anger is a built to a blaze
What to do? Should I just fight more? I don’t know How can I douse these flames?
My mind is a giant cluster


Downward SpiralIt's late, too late; she lacks her will. What she needs is too far, she reaches and findsDownward Spiral
nothing that will save. In the dark, she's awake and there's a long night ahead. Numbly she breathes,
because she doesn't know how to stop. She cries and holds her breath, but she fails as she tries. Another night of sleeplessness, only tonight she's tired,
but her eyes won't close. She tosses and turns, her mind races and burns. She's deteriorating, and it's happening fast. People, they notice; her family can see,
but nothing will


The clansmanOut upon this broken snow, This is where we'll die, I know. The sound of lost hope comes upon us now, And so I take my final bow.The clansman
The prayers are lost within the screams, This is it, no more dreams. I take my sword. I take my bow. What happen's beyond, only angels know.
Look upon my tragedy of scars, It tells us more, than these stars. There is no more time to hate, Because failing is my fate.
Left and right my comrades fall, The angels they will here my call. Once a time I had a dream, My prayers now lost within my scream. &nb


The Red BalloonA red balloon, Floats high above the crowd. It's been cut From its anchoring string. A lost child sits and waits, And watches the balloon float away.The Red Balloon
A red balloon, Beautiful cherry color, What does it care Of the worries of the world? It floats high above Living in it's own world.
It floats off to Its eternal end.
A red balloon Not dark enough. The skies are growing cloudy, But it's moving on. What poor child, I wonder, Slit it's string?
Floating on Away from everyone else.
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Essence of the empty moonBurning like a flower in bloom,Essence of the empty moon
forever growing, forever dying. No-one can see it’s pain.
Torture and tragedy
masked by it’s beauty.
Flowers fractured,
crushed. Who will I turn to
when friendship is shattered? Then we can only trust in solitude…
Trust,
fear of trusting someone else. You are fake, false, fading like me, fading.
My Faith dying.
Your crying means nothing. I’m immune to your tears. Camoflaged within the rain they hit the ground. Tears hiding in company.
All flowers have faded.
send you showers
if a hug was a second id
send you hours
if a smile was water id
send you the sea
if friendship was a person i would
send you me
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A touch of blessing, which cannot be undone.
"I am my own God, God walking Earth" - Tom S Englund
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