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Venus Rose Vibes Apr 2013
Sun shines against a warped wooden bench
White ducks travel in a row to the pond over yonder where their hatchlings will grow
A fairy hides inside of a flower
Fending off honey bees
With her sword of shimmers she hacks at their knees
Admirer in secrecy led me to this land
I await the man who promises romance
When I feel a soft brush on my hand
Still engaged in conversation and laughter for hours as the sun sets into the night
Dark past vanished when hit by the morning's light
Venus Rose Vibes Apr 2013
I believe that I hold quite the odd point of view
A skewed portrait that depicts economic conspiracy
Religious beliefs are delightfully delirious
To seek inner peace by a supernatural relief
Entertainers and politicians are elite due to masses of followers
Society's slaves to the system hustling for dollars
Only to pay their leaders
Venus Rose Vibes Apr 2013
The rain lets up as the sirens start
One world fell in two parts
Remarks silently spoken of reality being broken
Idea recoils further into isolation ruled by false allegations
Under exaggerated hyperbole transcribes the true feeling hidden above the covered-up abomination
Venus Rose Vibes Apr 2013
A mud-brunette haired woman still beneath ocher skies is undeniably under the enchantment of a man's demise.
His voice weary yet comparable to thunder crashing when the sound waves dig into her ears and bang against the inside of her head.
A fallen Prince of Darkness is the man who would sew a slight patch onto her heart. Unknown to be a conniver when distressed, culprit of the fall-apart.
Demented knowledge correlates amongst hardened truth deemed to be full of light now lay empty, never-ending quest between the forgotten and the tyranny.
The woman with a channel of thought strategic in her efforts to place out of the normal forget-me-nots.
Venus Rose Vibes Apr 2013
Pretty girl under coverage of a plaid jacket
Not conformed as the rest
They have lit the fire originated from a spark in her eye
Contest the predicted end to a desolate world
Instead lifted spirit reunites with what she never had, but was always there
Venus Rose Vibes Apr 2013
Beloved atrocity flatters me by any means
Dearly dishonored twist in the mind creepily transmits chills down the spine
Alter-ego of eerie grotesque underneath opposites where lay secrets kept
Wicked distortion of rise and fall like morning and night
Venus Rose Vibes Apr 2013
You seem to hold traits most unique
A character described as magnificent
Salvaged out of the desperate perceived as insufficient
Peacefully pacing by with mind on your own your business
My peripheral vision caught sight right as it had slipped.
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