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Dripping tears from high falling in a straight linewhere I find writtenthe swirling emotionrestless in my chest.Each heartbeat sparks a rainbowas if t..
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I grew up without any specific direction either in my life or in my dreams. In a way I made myself as I went, or came to be what I am. Mostly I observ..
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I shed my first tears today for my father.He was out there, amidst the sea of saltWhen his vessel turned in the water,And the cold took him under assa..
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An old hard leather cover barely visibleBetween two solid and impressiveWooden columns lying almost forgottenOn a dusty thick shelf at high levelCalls..
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Once bitten too muchI find shadows in a rush,Hidden in my eyesReflecting dark skies…And then there you are,Sparkling like a star,And there you ..
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I haven’t been given more, or less, than any other human, in the moment of birth. I have been given my senses and those I use differently or not..
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I’m lost inside my emotions and I really don’t have anything to hold on to. In moments I do seem all right, or plainly normal in the way I..
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I'm not really in any place you can find, because what you can find is just a small part of me. I'm scattered through time. What I was, what I am, wha..
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Under de kissing moon I think of the all the things I thought beforeAnd the more I think the more I realise how much more I could have thought.Now I j..
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There is a wild fever
in the air
Where the souls melt
in one
Bringing raw emotions
to the surface
Like a blind fire in
dry grass…
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