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#sundayrepost #opussweeklychallenge Another old one written on 14th May 2012 lol He wandered into town Where peasants were all around.
#sundayrepost I wrote/posted this on 12th April 2012 ;-) And so here we are...... Rise up into the sky Come now, you can try.
#SundayRepost Her lips aren't red as roses, Her skin has marks and scars, And when I gaze into her eyes, It's not like I see stars.
#sundayrepost I'm cheating because I saw eddies weekly challenge #opussweeklychallenge With two children going missing in the small village of Steeple Dale in the past year the villagers were very...
#sundayrepost. Just stringing words together. Dragging them along. Patching up the letters. Into sentences and songs. Recycling old worn out poems. Restructuring the meaning.
#sundayrepost The only joke I know: Q. Whats got wings and sucks blood. A. Always ultra.
#sundayrepost It's a recent piece, with two new lines. It is reposted by request. Who am I to argue with that.
#sundayrepost Music is my sustenance the air that I breathe. Dance enchants my heart with the magic that it weaves. Love is the fire in my belly, it's pure and never deceives.
#sundayrepost 365 days in a year Some will be peaceful Some will be filled with fear 365 days in a year Some will be lonely Some you'll be holding someone dear 365 days in a year Loved ones will...
#Sundayrepost. Prickly spikes. You avoid little tykes. By defending yourself. Protecting your health. You curl up small. Into a tiny ball. And hide away. For months and a day. When you awake.
#sundayrepost (I've picked this one as it was something totally different for me, I had the name in my head and the rest just flowed.
#sundayrepost (8 months ago) Universal Soldier I have no age or gender, No colour, clan or creed I'm the universal soldier Please call me if you need Someone to take the bullet, Someone...
#sundayrepost A wizened old man stands tall and proud His beard long and straggly and slightly sad His eyes speak of things best not said out loud For he's as old as the hills and nearly as...
#sundayrepost He stood at the edge of the garden and surveyed the sacred land. His worn out boots were deep in weeds, a worn out hoe in his hand.
#sundayrepost. Found my soul this morning. Sitting on the side. Apparently in an iPhone app. What a place to hide. It told me it was in a rut. Underused in the main. All I needed was to write.
#sundayrepost "Mirror, mirror, tell me quick Are my thighs too big, too thick. Foundation seems a slight bit off At my pimples, will they scoff. "Oh mirror dear, what DO you think.
#sundayrepost. Wars and killings all over the news. Why are we silent doing nothing for this abuse. Leaders and their bullshit are locked in their rooms.
#sundayrepost I can't fucking take it anymore Idiotic talking heads gonna give me the score. They vomit a cacophony of crap. Do they have any brains or are they all just on smack.
#sundayrepost Where are the protestors demonstrators and youth of today.
#sundayrepost That familiar and unpleasant feeling of anxiety was present in Thayne's stomach as he made his way slowly through the rows of beds and lawns.
#sundayrepost. #depressionawareness. She's sitting in the bathroom. Alone and so afraid. Opening the secret box. She finds her trusty blade. She doesn't want to do it. But it's all she's ever known.
#sundayrepost Come taste what I can taste. A feast so delightful it will tickle all your taste buds. More substantial than any all you can eat. Come sing what I can sing.
#sundayrepost pt2. I'll pick up. The broken pieces. Of your cruelly shattered heart. I'll glue them back together. Every single shard. I'll protect you. From the monsters.
#sundayrepost. You should be me for an hour or two. You can be me and I can be you. Then we could see where each other is at. You'd be the snail and I'd be the rat.