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Kathryn Irene May 2019
Fly away with me
allow me to extend
my arms around
you snd keep you
safe
make you happy
make you loved

- SkullsNBones
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Kathryn Irene May 2019
Darling,
I'm tired
Tired of long nights
Yearning to be free
Tired of an aching heart
Unable to be pulled out
Oh darling,
My feet bleed from
trying to catch up
Darling when will
I be free?
Oh darling,
I'll be free when I reach the stars
Reach your burning smile
When I actually mean
something to you...

- SkullsNBones
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You had to
Shoot me down
As I was a bird
Flying to soar
And you did not want
Others learning how
To fly away anymore.
Just like the barn owl
Ever the ethereal nun
Kneeling in the branches
Closer to the warmth of the sun
Spreading butterflies
Far away from your aim
With heavy huntress chastise
Away from your cold plain.
© Teri Darlene Basallote Yeo
Josh May 2019
She was tall, her arms far reaching
her beauty intangible
her presence impossible to ignore  

To the unknowing eye she may seem dispassionate
but her roots ran deep
only the learned knowing their extent

She was always forgiving
her shade unconditional
protecting all in her presence.
Nicole May 2019
Eyes ache with loads of uncried tears
As my chest caves with the weight of
A heart that can't live freely
I just want to live
I want to be alive
I want to be free in this life
To have one at all
Because I'm so stuck right now
Trapped behind my own mind
And I'm grateful that it's protected me
But I am safe now
I don't need such high security
I don't need to be on guard with everyone
It's ok to be afraid and to not trust
But it doesn't help if I can't open up
I feel so alone
Yet I maintain that same state
I have people that truly care and love me
But I don't let them see me
My mind doesn't want to be vulnerable
It thinks others will see it as a weakness
And the weakest are the easiest to break
I'm afraid to get hurt again
I can't handle becoming another target
Which is extremely ironic considering
I'm the one the aiming the gun
At the most genuine piece of my soul
I find soft asylum
When I lay beside you
And you give sanctuary
When my mind is askew

A place to go hide
From the evil that they do
And the peace I find here
Is our alone; just us two

-AJT
Zywa Apr 2019
Eyes pass me with a greeting
eyes hang still in the streets
and shopping lanes, eyes fly

around the earth
eyes are watching
around important bodies

alert eyes
that protect, willing
to restrict others

I defend myself
and ward them off
with the hand on my heart

an eye for an eye
beware, I look back
even when I'm not looking
Collection “Mosaic virus”

Hamsa = five, the amulet “hand of Fatima”, originally “hand of Inanna” (Sumer, 5000 BC), then “hand of Ishtar” (Akkad, 2300 BC); Jews used the hand against the evil eye
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