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FeathersO, only love I know, Which way did you leave, Are you where wings can not carry?Feathers
Your feathers not as bright, It never mattered, Truer grace was in your eyes
My extravagance, worthless, Sweet songs no longer reach, Color'd plumes turn foolish,
The elements have scattered you, I will embrace the sky, soil, and sea, Dew drop, petal, and sprout,
Wrought with languish, and selfishness, For now you more beautiful than I know how to be.
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Beneath Soil and RootsBeneath soil and roots a treasure waits, With luster never seen by sun's light rays, Porcelain marked with red, clay veinsBeneath Soil and Roots
Now hidden, tucked away.
First patience held, a bell's sound starts the sport, Stampede of small shoes and Easter colors, Misplaced feet guided by singular attraction, Never far from their mothers.
Leaves pulled from place, knees scraped, Deft hands in constant motion, and eyes wide, A boy in a blue jumper has won, Clutching tight his find,
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She Bought a Dress YesterdayShe bought a dress yesterday, Simple, red, and plain, Spread across the bed, Next to the pearls it lays.She Bought a Dress Yesterday
Untouched, unwrinkled, in the window-light The hand to raise it lost its strength, Bow-tieing fingers no longer nimble. Stiff, now, in the chilled air.
A winter's morning tries to bring day, Curtains guard the night, Sounds of a clock's alarm erupt from a table, Routine, expected, common in every way,
The mirror knew her secret, The tulips on the table did aswell, Whispers had spread around the room, I never heard them.
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The Wind BlewThe wind blew, chilly again, Salty, crisp, it rang in my ears, The old man sitting on a seaworn bench I was a bad friend.The Wind Blew
Small crabs moved in the dunes' tiers, Under new weight, the boards wrenched, There we sat, two distant men, I was a bad friend.
A lone gull waits, hovers, Drifting along, in solidarity, So did we in our parity, The crabs crawl to cover.
The shadows twist, slowly, We knew this wasn't the end, I was a bad friend.
by ~LocalMime
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The road to Hell IS paved with good intentions...
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3 Facts About Me:
1. I'm gay.
2. I like Pokemon.
3. I'll never change.
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The road to Hell IS paved with good intentions...
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3 Facts About Me:
1. I'm gay.
2. I like Pokemon.
3. I'll never change.
Its filled with ALOT of things~!
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The road to Hell IS paved with good intentions...
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