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Echo
Thoughts are heavy
in my head,
feeling a familiar
kind of dread.
The fog crowds,
absorbs all thought.
The half moon hangs low,
echoes a perfect glow.
It's dark inside my heart
when I feel all the parts,
I fall apart.
©JMCole
Tuesday 24th January 2017 7:25 am
I Lost
Lost my way in the sun,
got lost in my oblivion,
wandered through the maze
inside my brain
found my way
back again.
I broke the wires
back there,
hollow,
low
but I make them pure,
free
gold like a river
I flow.
I let it go,
my hope
floats.
My yellow brick road
will take me home
to the silver blue,
my pure, my sweet,
my golden fire moon.
I fell in lust,
the ego owned ...
Saturday 8th October 2016 12:08 pm
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