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A Mess of Future Heathens
Seeing the shadow in vision
Getting feared of what the great poison
Hiding out back to the scratch
Tired of being what they're interpreted
To be looked up in the sun
To be puked in deep water run
To be lost in relief distance
I was fight,
But no lights were made
So where is is heading through wind?
Passing it off to be betrayed and seen
That soak tree's been relied on
As this volt i...
Monday 7th December 2020 5:02 pm
Mystery of that Pink Bra
Since the age of ten,
When I saw it for the first time...
I kept thinking, and wondering what it was!
By the time I grew in age,
It had turned an attractive rage.
I can never forget the mystery of that Pink Bra.
The elixer wasn't visble though,
But the cups had consumed them...
Draped in a an elegance the color pink.
I was so moved and curiously drawn
I visited s...
Saturday 22nd August 2020 1:32 pm
Moon.Girl!
Moon.Girl!
When we are fast asleep...
In the world of dreams deep,
Do you descend on earth?
To see what kind of dreams we peep.
You don't seem to be an alien but
We often keep our brains shut.
With such a beautiful mind,
O Moon.Girl! That's a feeling from my gut.
We are mere idols of sand and dust
Without compassion but filled with greed n lust
The ripples run through our conscience
...
Monday 6th April 2020 10:45 am
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Take me back to the feeling when little hope was left
caught up in this evil mist that takes control
innocence lost like sand that slips through my fingers
is it ever coming back again?
carried away like waves
moments of wonder
is it ever coming back again?
take me back to the feeling when....
JC
Saturday 9th March 2019 9:21 pm
The Lost Girl
A lost soul
not so bright
never done wrong
but not always right
Lost in the woods
in her dazzling mood
going against the world
she thought she could
I heard she was sad
maybe she lost her dad
in early age
she got trapped in a cage
Society used to tell her
what she had to be
but she never believed
and went after her dreams
I...
Sunday 30th December 2018 5:30 pm
Beautiful
The girl begins to unfold like a snake
unfurling itself from it's resting place.
The arch of her foot, the ringlety hair,
the smooth skin that's yet to be shed.
She emits her stellar energies now.
Her unconscious is blissfully sleeping.
Then they start to tout, with their sales.
Girls on the front of magazines, exposed.
The innocents look on in suspicion.
Is this what ...
Friday 12th May 2017 12:33 pm
That Girl
She’s a kind of a paradox, that girl
Its not that I even like her at all
I just love her, that’s all
She’s a strange one, that girl
I mean, I’m not sure if she even likes me at all
I just love her, that’s all
She’s a young one, that girl
Much younger than me and tall
And I don’t even like girls that tall
I just love her, that’s a...
Saturday 18th August 2012 9:42 pm
Who is this Woman in the Mirror
Who is this woman in
the mirror?
When did her hair start
to turn grey?
What happened to the
young girl who used to
laugh and play?
Who is this woman in
the mirror?
When did these
wrinkles appear?
What happened to the
young girl whose parents
used to call "Dear"...
Monday 3rd October 2011 1:32 am
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