kisses tracing
running path of
titillating fear
When you said chain I remembered mine 
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All I know
Rivers flow,
Tides go low,
The wind blow,
As farmer I plow,
With nature I bow,
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I turn to myself and say
“It’s just me and you here alone.”
Cold and dark is outer space.
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Oh, how I wish you’d plucked me
Whilst thou merely walked by
Instead you merely touched
And admired my beauty
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The Power of Love
Comes from Above
Cleaning your soul.
Listen to your inner voice
You DO have a choice.
Embrace it
Tempt it
The Power of Love.
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I came up with a poem when I was in 7th grade. I call it under ware.
Under ware
Some to big some to small some don’t hold my balls at all.
That is both beautiful and inspiring @Naarai
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quiet in the wilderness
is nothing like
the quietness in my heart
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trembling before the machinery
of another man’s religion
I am naked, again, in the echo
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God where did you go
When I was turned into a stone?
It was so painful and I want to know
Where oh where did you go?
I had no one to comfort me tho’
My mother laid by my side
Didn’t she hear me groan and groan?
And I know I’ll never get an answer
Even after I’ve died
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One lonely gnome
Once rode alone
On a Roman road
Before him marched
An army of ants
Dressed in tiny robes
Behind him rode
A mounty mounted
On a giant toad
The ants ran fast
The toad slowed
And the gnome remained alone.
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Great lines @JDM 
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The trees are bare and fall is here are the Morning Light it comes all clear you must fight your way to Spring or end up an icicle and some strange feet
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I love that line
It was like my heart
Was hung around my neck
Made of the most fragile glass
I worked so hard to protect
And alternately desired
To throw it across the room
Feeling a kind of sick satisfaction
Watching the wall drip
Like red paint splattered
On an abstract canvas
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Excellent poem @FatMama !
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Angel child running into green darkened sand
Blade cutting dancing on an edge of a knife
Lost into the dark Valley of forever dreams
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As I lay at rest,
Recollecting all the things I toiled,
And none got me happiness,
Because happiness is not carried,
It’s felt at that particular moment,
Yes I was happy, but where are you now.
Chasing happiness?
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