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Follow me through the forest's leaves, In and out of the luscious trees, Tracing the path I have left behind, Winding road of yours and mine.
I don't need your words to feel the pain. I'm not like you, I'm hardly vain. But you tease and you poke. You think it's all a joke. But to me it's more. My emotions are sore.
Dream well tonight My dear Opussian family Wake with no fright A sincere good bye from me Dream during the day Those who remain awake I wish you luck today On all the decisions you make Dreaming is...
Twinkle, Twinkle, little star. When you fly, don't fly far. For when you see this locket gold, Please remember you've been told. In it, is my portrait, blue Dress on white backround so true.
Your smiles so pure. But I knew it would be. And I just want more, Can you set me free. I do really adore, And I hope you agree.
@Crowncottage I was reading through some Opusses and Everywhere you are inspiring and helping everyone. I can't put into words how amazing you are, and you help us all.
Why's a cup of lazy tea Christened just as so. In any case with a lazy cup You've got farther to go.
So I guess its back to this again Stuck, Lost for inspiration I guess it's back to this dead end In a rut, cross and pacing This writers block title Is becoming quite vital To snap...
This Tainted Tulip Isn't as it seems Brown hair, blue eyes And braces that gleamed Bullied all my life No dad in sight Mostly on my own Braved problems with all my might Writing poems, songs and...
O. bsessed about the tiniest things, No matter how irrelevant, But somehow when the germs are gone you feel oh so benevolent. C. onsidering whether to double check that they have left no mess...
#household Sheets of rain are falling alright Small wonder the mood's not bright I look at the sky And it's grey. In July.
How can two days be so different. How can Sunday be so meek. When Monday morning rears it's head, The beginning of the week.
My 60th Opuss Also my farewell for now Only 6 poems left Then it's all me on my own These 6 are my favs So till tomorrow, they wait But good luck to you all And your beautimous fate Good night to...
For my old Social Stidies teacher. Also a little some thing cute to wake up to for y'all in the UK.
Live each week. As your last my friends. For everyone knows. The current trends. Live each week. As your last my friends. For everyone knows. When it must end. Live each day. As your last my friends.
#nightdwellers N is for nocturnal and all that it brings.
A feeling like this no word can explain No picture can portray No film can symbolise A feeling like this is so rare So precious and so true For some its just a fleeting moment Soft and warm...
#household A little off subject . A sheet of paper on which to write, A story of all things nice, Chocolate, bows and a Easter bunny, Santa clause, balloons and sweets so yummy.
You play a vital part in my day. The most important some may say. You hold four important things. After these I'm happy and could sing. You have a partner in crime. It's boil is like a rhyme.
I can be a girly girl. I'm a princess in my head. I can prance about the place, Ignite romance where it's dead. Or... I can be ninja girl. I'm a ninja deep inside.
Sometimes a small gesture in kind. Can have the biggest effect on the mind. As long as the intentions well meant. It's time and effort well spent. Sometimes knowing that your in thought.
I have an empty bottle. It's here in my hand. I'm going to the beach. To fill it up with sand. I have an empty tub. I'll fit it up with dirt. Finding garden worms. So they won't get hurt.
#household Some are emerald green, From them you never want to wean. Others are brown dark as the night, their magic being hard to fight. Blue sparkle like tropical gems, warmth from them stems.