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The melodic grass

This music,

it makes me want to fall from the water

float in the sky,

stare at those lips

and kiss those green eyes,

drink from the clouds

and jump on the pond

to feel the stars

and gaze at the stones,

 

 

the rythms , the notes

melt my mind

ignite my visible voice

I'm not here nor there

maybe inside a void

 

floating on the blues

maybe its a d...

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A storm of my own creation

A storm of my own creation, a beauty she is,  but don't come near cause I'm afraid. she is the best, strong and peaceful from a distance but a monster when threatened, she came to me with her clear watery eyes, hazel brown eyes with splinters of dark sprawn like a rough touch of a poets brush, be warned they are the main suspect of the source and energy that powers my storm, standing tall to the c...

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Loveromanticromanticism

Learning to live, without loving you

You confessed your love for me so soon
Brought light into my dark seedy life 
You had my heart, as the stars have the moon 
But you've ripped it apart like paper to a knife 

I cannot continue this path much longer 
For my efforts are always dismissed 
I'm weakening where you are stronger 
I've been at my knees since we kissed 

I beg of you to loosen your grip 
Let me go and tend to my...

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loveLove lostromanticism

Learning to live, without loving you

You confessed your love for me so soon
Brought light into my dark seedy life 
You had my heart, as the stars have the moon 
But you've ripped it apart like paper to a knife 

I cannot continue this path much longer 
For my efforts are always dismissed 
I'm weakening where you are stronger 
I've been at my knees since we kissed 

I beg of you to loosen your grip 
Let me go and tend to my...

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LoveromanticismIf? hopeless feelings down depression

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