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In your calmness
I walked, reflected in the century’s torch,
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i let go
and it all flies away
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In the still silence, she listened for the multi-colored sounds of a snake. And they surrounded her. This rainbow girl with a reptile tongu
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To force myself to stand
To continue this pilgrimage
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Yet knowing we are dirt
Our only future but as mud
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Skin glowing like
golden, ruddy Sunrise...
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See inside
Love the innocent child
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A God exists,
Nature attests,
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innocence diminishes
like the tide swept out to sea
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They told me that my cougar was only a child's silly dream;
They told me so--and so--but I had seen
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A chilled breeze blew through
The alley near our sanctuary
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Two ripe fat hearts sitting cross-legged on some bed
They're a Wendy's double bacon cheeseburger couple
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Two ripe fat hearts sitting cross-legged on some bed
They're a Wendy's double bacon cheeseburger couple
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It was a kiss, but not like you say
"goodnight" to mother, I felt like I was gaging
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When I was a child
I thought that kissing
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Her cheek,
rounded like the question mark
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Love.. / was it really love / The feeling I gave you / You were younger / and more innocent than I / I taught you how / I showed you what to do / Gave you your first kiss / How odd it was / You leaned in an
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Shimmer on high oh crest of moon, / rise above to show the way. / Wee lightning bugs come gather round, / time to come out and play. / Wing
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There once was a little boy named Drew, / Who had a lot of fun things to do. / Everyday, he woke up each day / Getting out of bed, he would
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And your body weighs me further,
As my fingers plow your hair,
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Pain / Speaks soft, / The right tone, / Gently killing / His victim, then lies / But she has touched / His lies and / Suffers / Them / He’s
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Dig my rose pink painted toes / Into rapid cooling sand / While your fingers laced to mine / Like a bow inside your hand / And I lightly t
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I heard their whispers in the night. They told me secrets of what was to be.
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To a canvas of life, the wildflower graces
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Wide eyed and longing She was there open
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lost in summers' haze marsh reed reaching
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within an absent dream, freedom flies kite-tailed to innocence,
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Such fragile impressionism
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the corruption of life wrapped up in quiet whispers and delicate lace
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Innocence is what i miss.
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Children Playing on the jungle gym
The sounds of laughter
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