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Sweetest heart and deepest eyes, Guardian, thy soul is pure; No hatred hold, nor delve in lies, Though many trials thee'll endure. Hold fast, Stranger; fear not weep, Fear not storms nor creatures dark. Sade is thee in thy's warm keep, In thee's chest burns harty spark. With steadfast courage, thee I trust From darkest dusk 'til brightest dawn. Corrupt not, nor held by lust, Thee is faithful, sword undrawn. If thee's detained in dimmest grove, Hold fast to heart, and mind not rove.
Here and There: ThereThere Something there I see is Red Warm, not dead Still, but stead Something there I see is Red Something that entreats me Something there I see is Blue Fresh and New Calm and Flew Something there I see is Blue Something that defeats me Something there I see is Green Never seen Hid by screen Something there I see is Green Something that relieves me Something there I see is Dark Near and hark Grows a spark Something there I see is Dark Something that believes meHere and There: There
Here and There: HereHereHere and There: Here
Something, here, I feel is cold New then old Shy then bold Something, here, I feel is cold Something that restrains Something, here, I feel is waiting Still debating Still relating Something, here, I feel is waiting Something now that gains Something, here, I feel is beating Never needing Now receding Something, here, I feel is beating Something that pertains Something, here, I feel is calling Going, stalling Flying, falling Something, here, I feel is calling Something that
The WorldThe WorldThe World
I stand at the edge of this liquid mirror gazing upon my own reflections twisting and bending as the world kept spinning
I stand with this wedge as I gaze in the mirror it's crimson reflections drawing it upon my skin, now broken, bending as the world kept spinning
I hang on the edge of your words on the mirror with joyful reflections wishing upon my own smile, up-bending as the world kept spinning
I hang on the ledge with a glimpse in the mirror as you search its reflections
LonelinessBorn to be alone,Loneliness
I seek peace and comfort under the shadow of my solitude,
But the war insid me keeps me awake at night.
Self pity and malevolence have their way with my heart,
As my mind sits innocently in the wake as a simple bystander.
Your face tattoed permanently into it's membrane,
To torture me endlessly as a reminder of the golden brick road not taken.
The regret makes me miserable every single day.
My eyes are blinded by any light,
So my existence is lived out in the darkness.
My immortal soul is trapped
the speed of lonelinesswalking down the hall with chemical formulas and Latin in your head is like wearingthe speed of loneliness
an invisible shield. encased in glass
she steps, carefully, over their eyes as though this glint of brown is poison.
the knots of people do not separate: slipping past
and through like a stream of water.
avoiding the curves of shoulders, or turning them into tangent curves, which are safe and don’t breathe and pulse as these do. and tangents are asymptotic: never quite touching
the lines of their hopes. she knows
she, too, will never quite fit against these
Bang.
Psychotic
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