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 Sep 2014 Emily Pidduck
John
Let Go
 Sep 2014 Emily Pidduck
John
Never knew how to lift it.
Only knew that I felt it.
Black skies hung constantly,
clouds formed viciously over me.

Never knew how to walk right.
Only knew I didn't talk right.
Black moods ever present
and false thoughts never relented.

It's different now, though.
I feel a certain energy.
In me, I know I can go
anywhere, despite the lethargy.
Anything, despite the misery.
And all I did was
let go.
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simple dream


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Oh and the long death walk in the rainy streets

Where once were simple  human beings





We are such stuff that

Weird *** sci fi books

Are made of

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We have chosen

We have become pure

And un-adulterated

Creatures of madness

and spiritual decay

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We are happy

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     We feel so          Safe !

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Looking for lovers

Because we know

We are so

Incapable of love

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Simple dream


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The long death streets

Hold us so firmly

In its   Arms
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Oh lovely

Oh lovely
      
                                            Lovely child over there

••

Amid the dying song being played

The one we are pretending that we don't hear !

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Rain a falling on ****** streets

Young girls crying on their ****** bed

Young boys playing with dreams of death

Everyone is naked
None are undressed

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Oh lovely

Child you are

So very lovely

Lovely you are
The silence you sing
softens my soul
let's me whisper
what a fool I been
I see the soft moons
the flowers so blue
holding my heart
as merriment so new
journeys reach around my heart
hauntingly holding my spirit grace
love comes and softens
the laughter brings
the singing doth spent
oh the ocean air
feels so good
kisses my blessings
one more time
the eternal singing
that softens my soul.
I was saved for this day
On this merriment way
Your singing hills doth bring,
so new...

by: Debbie Brooks 2014
The Love that makes us write to Nature .....Natures sing to us in so many ways through the oceans and moons and hills that blesses the days of our lives. -
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You wrote in a book
That I will again stand up
After my death,
Where there will no sigh to fly on the autumn air

And you told me
That she will smile again
Where there will be a captivated full moon that will play with her rectangular eyes

And there will be played a long summer
That should be risen again in a mystical sweeten,
As the kissed when my love was just only sixteen

Again you said to me
After death, her beauty will never die
Where there will be a lovely haven on her lips
And her simple kiss that I will be missed through a thousand of years long

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@ Musfiq us shaleheen
Love is immortal.........
 Sep 2014 Emily Pidduck
touka
Breathe it out;
a sigh tossed through a wind
struggling and bending;
rustling fruitless treetops,
and turning dead leaves with roars.

A collision of warmth against cold.
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