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I have sheltered the crying and the wounded,
But I have let you slip from my grasp.
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My eyes have seen death and horror, My Soul imprinted with their black ink,
And still I have healed.
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Bitter,Hate before me,My frozen roses you can not keep,Solid in their mass,Like concrete,Unmoving,Life cast in ice,You can not keep,Hate me
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I felt my body fill with fear,And felt it reach my core,In my eyes she disappeared,And became lost from in dreams,Only to become an idea.
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Velvet skies hold her grace, The moon shines her light, Upon her weary travelers, And in nights of lavender I call to you.
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Colors are but fading facades, Death is but a gentle sleep, Wake now within me, As I sleep,
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I pray to thee,
To lock me in this cage,
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Ought there be one there to save me? Should there not be a salvation? Might one understand, perceive why we have come to this....
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Hail thou child of Mother’s lair,
welcome to the shire of the gypsy faire!
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I feel her drawing me in,the Mother caring over me,
always guiding,always calling,feeding our wanderer passion.
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With yarn you mesh these words,these letters,to bring forth songs,melodies,and verse,gentle fable weaver, twining legends on your loom,
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Now the chicken must be broken,so pay attention,you must smite them, and hew them to gobbets,so they will fit in the mouths of babes.
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And past the oak,his father branches fair,and benign,
tender care,she surrenders ne’er before him.
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Their hope in vellum facades, and painted vizards fall hollow when they gaze upon my compositions.
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If winter was my season I would be blissful now,
I would sing and dance,
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Warm summer air rises,
like heavy heated mist,
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Bella donna, gentle and tame,you contain all desire and fancy all likeness in pleasure and pain.
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Ea'f si'dor halli-i nam cor'sii, m'r mau-l nam seniy,
ea'f baita nam-n ishii eh-e daitu zaml-i.In the night she sings,to hold her dreams together,to fill her w
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I sit in my corner watching people as they pass by,
they pay no heed to me,
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Hold me my Beloved and let me taste your laughter,
like chocolate bonbon,strawberry sweet,candy-coated saccharine.
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Her steams began to bow,and like the willow,arching to the ground.
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the mirror seeming as the semblance of a Shakespearean tragedy,its silver burnished face reflecting passion, horror,and death,yet it refused to show me wit,a sa
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Ne’er would she be wary,for vigilant was her sentinel,
watchful to a fault.
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Fire,flame,and blaze,like sunsets covering soil,rose and fell,and consumed her land,devouring all her charm.
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And aye,she chants her dispirited dirge,for she knows there is Arsenic in the sea,and malevolence must come onto thee.
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Colors twisted, sinuous, circuitous movement seized atop vellum, ivory parchment fair.
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Lips equal to berry flesh quivered,tremors of this vibration,her lust,this forgiveness lacked,these moments of the forlorn
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Her skin was fair,white with all the glory of winter’s clouds,lustrous it gleamed,like ivory in snow.
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And to kiss the lips of the one that forged this vellum of infatuation,would be my perishing wish.That on the bed of my demise,I would know only its whisking wo
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Your angst will not fill me,your tears I will not drink.
Leave me be Child,find your Father shadow and flee.
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Their disgust a match to her fervor, yet stillness made her frame, and not even the wind could move her.
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The evanescence of this life, too fleeting to fail, too abrupt to falter.
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We would paint the world crimson red, and the oceans would gleam like rubies, wealth would be unknown, poverty as well.
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Child of the Grave must you weep once more,
like the sepulcher, desolation you must brave.
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