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Lost
Tangled in the circular web
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Painfully alive
Under the joyous rush
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Alone
Screaming down from swirling heights
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Living behind a stained glass window –
Rouged and painted and masked –
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Weightless
Sailing into eternity,
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Blackened,
Irreparably iced,
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And,
Where the church bells weep
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The sandpaper sleeve
Of an un-rested eyelid
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Thou shalt not hack off the locks thou art cultivating,
For if thou cannot reject, resist
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Oh willow
Thine vanquished leaves
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Lurking between
The suffocating sharpness
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Adelmo walked toward Aaralyn. How had the world fallen apart so easily and completely? He felt drained. Why had everything had to turn out this way? Whatev
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An innocuous example
Of crystalline perfection
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Walking beside you,
Words incapable
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Tiredly, Aaralyn hoisted her backpack and soccer bag. Eau de shin guards wafted up at her as she crossed to her car at the other end of the field.
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A sudden crash. Wrenching silence. A promising life brought to a screeching halt. Aaralyn
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Oh, snow,So white so softSo pure with fragranceOf nature untouched
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Stealing silentlyThrough the mists of life,Cloaked in the shadowOf the planet’s
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Sail on,Sweet melody,Into the lullaby blueAbove the sunset skies
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Emotions departed,Thought irreversibly frozen,Soul laid out to seaOn a flounderi
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The demon shadowsOf a twisted mindRear and bellowAs vermilion night deepensI
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Allow me spare you The dreadful versesSuch as:
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Hungry shadowsHaunt the cheerless depthsThat no candleNor streetlampCan illu
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Beyond the impassable walls
Of a stony facade,
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Lost in the whirlpoolOf drowning emotions,And tear-filled tide poolsSlowly filli
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Rose-tinted tendrilsOf lacy autumn mistSilently entwineIn the first breath of li
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Amaranth:Emerald bushPlumed with red-purpleFeathers,Resplendently freshM
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The wails of crumbling petals,Blinded by immortal grief,Relentlessly echoThrough
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Silent strainsOf frozen DecemberGlide through the weary raysOf shattered dawn<BR
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From beyond ivy-clad giants of the forestThe rays of the dawnCreep like harp strings
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In those darkest of times, Redolent of painAnd sinking despair,Battered nei
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What do you say to a star? Practically eternal, receivers of every pathetic missive the broken
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Rain-sodden ringletsDe-curl,Limp, Defeated,Over smudged eyelinerAnd liqu
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