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A chipped teacup Once cherished and loved And now it's been broken, Broken and shoved. It was put in the box The box of lost art Like stones, ripped paper and socks.
I set high bars... motivation So pull up bar action...my transformation Where the ladder of dreams of mine i climb In my mind since im a work of art a design I study, i find, a Golden Shrine✨.
i found these in my notebook.
From haunting dusk to biting dawn, Although our bodies falter, rust, It's not by choice we're fighting on, But only 'cause we must..
Awkward encounters No contact with eyes, Heart skips a beat Desperate cries. In the street I just want to say, For breaking my heart You will pay.
The world it consumes you. And of that we cant deny. I try and try to keep up. And the people they pass by. So hard when youre alone. No one to turn to when you talk. And try and try as I might.
The empty wall ahead. Is being painted. With life's story. So many colors. Each important. All part of the picture. Red is for the Blood, spilt. From the loved, from the guilt.
C'est comme toujours, rien fait, Pero sin tristeza esperaré For the hope of yesterday..
Plug into an outlet, turn off the lights; Actions I've done since I was a little girl. Christmas lights strung, now so bright, Fairly, unveil a midnight world..
The next event Is Valentines day Where people wish Their heart away Presents Sweets To your loved one To some people it's a treat V.
I start out small. As nothing at all. I fall from above. Dropped onto a glove. Moulded by you. Until I grew. You can't help it. But I'm easily melted. I can start a fight. But I'm just plain white.
The shadows held secrets, the shadows held fears The shadows held monsters, the shadows held tears The shadows held lies, the shadows were cross. The shadows held darkness, the shadows held loss.
Have you walked amongst the birds today. Have you listened to their call. Have you seen a squirrel climb a tree Or watched them scale a wall. Have you played a game of pooh sticks.
When I started out small I knew nothing at all No words to speak Only eyes to seek Up on Grandpa's lap What seemed like a dream Made my face beam Where stories unfolded And characters moulded...
Delusions over who did what How can you blame this on a man who was not?. That man had a family, a mother and a brother. The evidence is there, open your eyes and discover.
Loving yourself. Is never a crime. Quite to the contrary. It's more of a rhyme. A rhyme about love. A rhyme about perfection. A rhyme that tells. How a person is a confection. All sweet and wonderful.
Two tickets for two adults and a big bag of popcorn with extra butter. A large soda with two straws and extra ice for my beautiful lover.
Looking out the frost covered window into the dark of night, I can see the people walking past all bundled up against winters cold bite They rush past each other, hurrying off into the distance, It...
This is my playground, This notebook I found To jot down my thoughts without seeing a frown. To write down my highs along with the lows, also the woes do not forget those.
Hiding in the darkness. Awaken I can't see. Going through a test. Dreaming what to be. Escaping down the hole. Fell down the bright side. Days pass by. Trapped in the inside. Weak soul asleep.
Die in winter Grow in spring, What will our Wide futures bring. In the ground They grow tall, Some however Can be small. Don't judge them We're not the same, Tall or small Who's to blame.
Cold water soaks through to my socks As I pick my way with care, Eyes focused not upon the rocks, But on the nacre gems lying there, White to pink, star of heaven late Now hides in sand, peeking...
Lay before me was a beauty, One who repeatedly tore me apart, Her porcelain skin cracked, As she pulled out her bloody heart.
Fall to the ground You create utter silence The world stands still As you drop. Some people laugh With much ignorance I believe Yet most stand in awe As you change our lives.