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Forgive Me

The connection that is formed in the inner spirit.

It is overwhelming and felt within every piece of my body.

It aches, like longing for something that is lost.

See somehow you took a part of me when I left.

The last time I saw you. I never imagined that would be the end.

I'm afraid that I will never get it back. I will never be whole again.

I know you didn’t mean to take it. It'...

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Kyle

Why do I always look to the sky.

Like I am looking for my old friend.

Sometimes I feel like your there.

Listening to me and all that troubles me.

If I listen close, I swear I can hear you.

Each star reminds me of you.

You were a beautiful light in life.

It only makes sense you be that same light in death.

One day I think I will find you.

You are someone that touched my h...

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Release

In the dead of night, the stillness is romancing.

In every sound there is an order to it.

As if the wilderness even knows what is inevitable.

The winds blow in from the depth of the south.

Warm, moist droplets fill the air.

The rumble starts to move in closer.

Each strike of light is romancing the air.

The energy is felt for miles as the ground shakes.

It is the climatic sc...

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You Lost Out

We had just a moment in time.

There was something deeper, that we never knew.

A connection that was born that will last a thousand years.

It doesn’t matter where we are, I know you must feel it too.

If not, well you lost out.

You lost something that can not be bought.

You lost something that you never knew, you really had.

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Everyday

I still think of you every single day.

I see where you are and though we are so close, we are so far apart.

The moments spent at days dawn, feeling the sun rise on your shade.

Chasing thoughts of you out of my head, they won't go away.

My body aches, my heart beats fast every time you drive away..

I still see you every single day.

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I'm In To Deep

The days blend with days.

 Nights go on night after night.

 In so many ways there is a numbness inside of me, trying to break free.

 Wanting the adventure, and the excitement of something new.

 Trying not to obsess over things, unforeseen.

 Dying and drowning inside. I'm in too deep.

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Love in Spirit

In every person lies a keen understanding to the connection, to the spirit. All the emotion and energy surrounds you. To feel it days on end with such intensity, is the most indescribable feeling in the world.

It just hits you like a rock and captures your inner essence. It is inwardly the most entrancing feeling there ever was. I was fortunate to be given that feeling in spirit. It is a gift, ...

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Half Moon Bay

At dawn’s day, at half moon’s bay there is a sense of wonder and array.

The ocean so clear, and inviting in every way. Waves that slam against the rocks, at noon day.

The water bends from the wind abound. Bluest of blue skies all around.

The day ends and the moon’s time begins. Some star's are the first to glimmer, crowned.

Some star’s seem heaven bound. It’s a night filled with wonder...

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The Storm

  In the darkest part of night, the storm begins.

 Thunder and lighting fill the sky, each glimmer of light filled her eyes.

 She walked slow beyond the line of trees where he lives.

 He met her there with tears in the air.

 Rain began pouring down all around, like desire repressed.

 Each moment was like the first time, felt Over and Over again.

 His smell so clear in her mind, f...

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The Sorrow Of Tomorrow

   The sorrow of tomorrow began early, and again today.

Time tells, no time and yet the essence of the moment is gone.

The heart yearns for just one more day, yet it still slips away..

   The sorrow of tomorrow began early, and again today.

Desire became a fire, in the inner most part of the mind.

The way a body clings to the soul, of another spirit in twined..

   The sorrow of t...

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