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Stages and Ages Sep 2015
Where my heart isn't breaking
This place where a muse is constant
And the muse is you

I've missed this place,
Where calm and ease are synonymous with your smile and
The gleam in your eyes when they cross paths with mine.

I've missed this place
Where I let myself feel the warmth of your skin
And relish in how it warms my heart

I've missed this place,
This place I didn't realize I left
I missed this place
The place where I let myself love you.
I love you.
Every inch of you.
I never really realized how freeing it is to let someone love you and how easy it is to love someone back
George Krokos Sep 2015
Whether we go up to heaven, after we die, or plunge down into hell
we're only meant to stay for a limited time, so do some mystics tell.
Heaven and hell must surely be the two most familiar otherworldly places about
but whether they're real or imagined it's only by experience that we will find out.
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From "The Quatrains" ongoing writings since the early '90's.
Traveled in a world of dreams
The things I've encountered are like gems
They've opened my eyes in a level
That what I'm seeing is so surreal

Sometimes in this existence I come to think
"Why some things in life disappear in a blink?"
I learned that every thing has its worth
I'll just live life because it's short

Living today, and not knowing where to go
I just knew I was still a child a long time ago
Looking back to the mess that I've been
It just takes me back to the places I've seen

I don't know where and when I'll go
I'll just surrender everything unto Him
To make everything perfect as it seem
I'll just look for a place to go.
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Roxxanna Kurtz Aug 2015
The places you'll go,
you'll never know
what you leave behind.
Broken off bits
of my existence,
scattered across distant lines;
I'll never know what home feels like.
I have been to hell
and have seen angels dressed in rags
I have been to paradise
and have seen devils crowned with glory.
This life is both at once a charismatic tragedy and a callous joke.
Brenda's Name Jul 2015
Take me there,
Take me to your dark place
I can fill it with colors if you want
I’ll choose my favourite ones,  
I’ll choose the happiest ones.
I’ve got an eraser too, so I can erase the blood you spilled
from the pain and the madness you've been into.
Take me there i wanna know you.
Take me so i can get you away from the dirt you've been through.
Take me and let me discover your insanity.
I am not yet who I am supposed to be.

I have a past; I have regrets.
And there are words that I'd love to take back.

Shame can take me places I wish not to be.
Those things that I have done come creeping back to me.

I feel like a child who's lost and alone. I never feel safe, I never feel at home.

My eyes are blind, can this be? I feel like a prisoner who won't be set free.

© Melissa Carlson 2015
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