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Mine I's
WHAT NEEDS A WAR OF VIBRATIONS WHAT MORE WILL YOU? FEIGNING KNOWLEDGE THE OM US FAINTING? IS THE BEGINNING AND END AT WAR OR IN LOVE BATTLE WON MINE I'S HAVE LOST HAVING LEPT TO STRIKE BECAUSE AN BLIND BUTTERFLY FLIES NEAR MY FANGS CAUGHT BY BLUE SKY CHOPSTICKS A SNAKE TAPPING ON OFF TRIES TO SURRENDER WHAT WILL YOU? NOT…
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Room 621 - Four years down the road................
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8akN3W23hm4
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he stopped loving me september the ninth
as I stood at the shore i heard his voice barely a whisper under the crash of the waves take me with you i cried please just take me with you with that breath his ashes were out to sea and he was long long gone my deepest heart-felt gratitude to all who reached out to me these past two years your words of comfort and…
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listening between the lines
the young woman tells me her story sad and moving is anything written as we tell it pain loss trials absorbed then released what is left made to fit our skin that we wear that we share more comfortably with the world our stories told with purpose changed with agenda modified for each set of ears hoping for understanding…
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Look The Other Way
we started out as well as can be feet in the sand and hearts in the sea the trees gave us shade and a reason to free you and I, we met in the sand the water was calm, we were on dry land then the tide rolled out and I lost your hand I can close my eyes or I can look the other way I can write it off, hope for better days…
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Btw
You don't have to prove it more no, I feel how it is underneath the whole layer of whatever else is happening in the everyday world It's something True in itself and fully beautiful and I appreciate a whole I thank goodness, for the pureness, and thank God! (and I mean that emphatically, not religiously) at least, not…
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Crying (the 1950's wha wha song)
The rain is falling down on me And I’m crying Crying And nobody will ever know Just how much I love you so. I’m crying But the sun doesn’t need to know All that matters is I love you so And I’m crying. Crying Because you will never know Just how much I need you so And the rain is falling down on me. Crying in the pouring…
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Need feedback on my first single
Hey everyone - I would love some honest opinions on my first single called "Cut to the Bone". I was a music teacher and got laid off last year. I have been pursuing music ever since. I need to know if this is something I should continue. I feel like it is good and so do my friends but I need the opinions of people who…
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Open
i dream of yesterday i dream i saw your face and you called my name dreams are a mighty trick when reality won't stick and you're left all by yourself tell me a story, baby put me right to sleep tell me a story, baby.... days are long in the winter still, i feel cold never knowing what's going on on and life, it can be…
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Hot Dog! New Hot Valley Writers
Bow-WOW! It's the All Dog issue, out today. Read it and enjoy. A special thank you to all the fabulous PJ contributors. If you haven't submitted before, check out the submission guide and please write something for us in the future. We're very gentle. And don't bite. http://www.hotvalleywriters.com/Hot_Val ... tents.html
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loving trees is simple & peaceful, she said
if i were a tree in your garden i'd be beside angels in statue gnomes in cement hard and true i'd maybe be a bush too maybe a sunbeam could help me grow i'd smile as you sit under where i am tall where my colors are floral i'd be with you and we'd be with green and brightness maybe you could read resting with me above and…
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hug you please & hold on... (the wish)
http://youtu.be/s7a3OO-HSCE ozzy says it right, "see you on the other side" your being gone has just got up & walked out the door basically a slammed doorway that gave way to the constant bombardment of struggle and with all the screaming voices and golden suns gone bye one day i'll see you on the other side with no one…
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TV
It's interesting to be sensitive when exposed to a sea of harshness and materialism a dreamer in a crowd of advertisements and commercials "this new product is better than the old one you like!" yeah, thanks but no thanks duffus… it's interesting to see what some people feel is important when it's not the same things that…
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To stay open
Today, with awareness of the process I'd like to expand into a state of love open my shutters and send soul-electric-pulses out for miles press-a-button-reset after feeling overwhelmed sink gratefully into my backyard cement bowl full of liquid to float like a fetus in warmth small reward for doing what's necessary state…
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Oh Baby!
oh baby oh baby just days from this world tiny body in motion little fingers little toes up all night sleep all day oh baby oh baby just days from this world mama's face tells it all she can no longer wait her voice is excited her thoughts are a mess young man's face filled with worry he's more than just weary providing…
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The Raven
She lifted it gently off the wall And looked into the eyes Of the reflection and the picture That looked back at her from behind the frame and glass. they looked into her eyes of blue As she moved slowly across the wooden floor She smiled as she closed her eyes And danced the dance of memories As she tried not to cry. Now…
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Our best days
We used to think about love a lot it wasn't hard, I remember... it was a favorite topic on our tongues as delicious as chocolate or strawberries no tricks, costumes, or disguises (well, maybe a few disguises) but no dumb tricks! and it was all out there on the lawn in front of the house the scene was pretty and open simple…
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park: here now
park: here now end of august huge blood orange ball bigger than the city drowsily dropping down behind the black waves twilight rhythmic abyss hypnotic end of day with silent sigh chants unfortunate black dog finally finds his way out of a sea of pain a new life, a new love his fur petted properly by a girl with messy hair…
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pieces of heart
Pick up any rock, turn it over and it might say, "She loves him." look in any drawer, look under the socks and you might find a scrap of paper covered with some sentimental scrawl look behind a crowded bookshelf and there will definitely be a small book fallen behind the main row, dusty, open it up and it'll have a sincere…