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A Soul In The Clock

A Soul In The Clock

-for the ones whose pillow is the moon-
 

Just the ones who are wearing the night

On themselves and walking on the stars,

Filling the empty streets with thoughts,

And who are sitting alone in their houses,

Breeding the clouds and turning to a breeze,

 

And just the ones who are missing their
Losted sun but not looking for it,

Shining in their mind b...

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timemeaninglesssoulmelancholy

Ropes

Ropes

frayed and

weathered

after

a life time

of keeping

my soul

safe

through

this

life

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ropessoul

If you reminded me

If you showed me you loved me in return

If you can handle who I give to you

My love would engulf you

Physically, emotionally, mentally, passionately

I'd be all for you.

If you gave me your body I'd nourish it

Empower it

Adore it

My love would be the kind

To push you to the sky

Wrap you in warm golden light

Numbing all senses

Except highlighting your happiness's

...

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being in lovecompanionshipin loveloverelationshipsoulwants

Weak

I was not aware how weak I was,

Till I felt your voice,

The reaction I had to you

As my new favorite song.

I had no choice

After you I was going

To bad if where I was headed

Was wrong.

 

How the minute my soul awakened

from a pit so far down

it be considered a ghost,

God need not help me then

for he knew I was long gone

already down on my knee's

decidin...

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sinawakenedlonelytirednewsoul

Ocean Breath

The touch of

ocean breath

and spray

reviving listless

boxed eyes

and minds

to revel

in being

alive again...

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oceanssoulliving

Was it all real, 

what was said in the night?

Words sound different in the morning. 

But isnt the Romantic the one who knows right? 

He is the one who sees clearly 

that other world moving through us. 

Believe the heights, believe the depths;

it is the banality of the middle ground that lies, 

not the joy of the morning or the pain of the night. 

I must cling to what is ...

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callingChristan poetryChristiansouldepthsheightssadnessdarknesshope

How do I say it?

20 years to see
The world encompass all.
Its' messiness unbearable,
Intolerable,
Difficult.
But when I caught your voice,
Its' sweetness a dulling touch.
The world and its' massive wildness,
Disappeared all to dust.

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lovevoicelifedifficultyunbearablesoulheartFrom the heart

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