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 Aug 2021 Billie Marie
Zoe Mae
The clouds get the blues
They weep like fearful children
Earth soaks up their tears
Life seemed to be "one long argument" with you.
 Jul 2021 Billie Marie
Maddy
Writing
 Jul 2021 Billie Marie
Maddy
We don't seek an audience
Though having one is nice
People who write are a very special breed of talent and sensitivity that others don't seek
Others are thrilled and enjoy the craft we polish and try to perfect
The muses seek you when you least expect it
When they choose you, you have to continue to master writing
Listen more carefully and probably feel life differently and more  completely than others do or care to do
Highly sensitive and intelligent lot that seek a life others can't define That is our mission or one of many
Writing is beyond a gift and sometimes a frenemy
Without it, I believe I would never be the same

C@rainbowchaser2021
There goes Mr. Pain
as he dances on the stage
always dancing so competitively
he aimlessly won again.

Here goes Mr. Pain
playing those drums again
he can care less about the complaints
because the beat feels good from within.

Is that Mr. Pain?
he is still hammering
trying to build a house
he won't stop at anything.

Mr. Pain may have
all the skills by all means
but it's torturing
every part of me
and it's heartbreaking
that he couldn't see.

~I am the stage
whenever he stomps
I feel myself rage
I am the drums
playing as my feet
grow numb
I am the house
where my emotions
get's worn out.
~
It's not about a relationship with a guy, I promise.
It's about life.
It felt like a film

Those rose tinted days in the city
the rush at Liverpool Street
running late on my twenty first birthday
waiting on the circle line
in the cold winter sunshine
I remember coffee in the tiny cafe
when everyone turned to look at us laugh

It felt as if the world made sense
as if we’d found the place we needed to be
tucked away in a corner sharing stories
as if we’d known each other forever
like soul mates made of the same star
I knew I never wanted to leave your side
Memories that make me weepy
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