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cool thanks for letting me know! I'll try to work on it a little more maybe attempt to make it a little less confusing!

 

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A Scratch on the Surface

 

 

Washing away the rain

falling into the sky

as these cloudy days surround me

 

Weary of the night

The day brings a healing wind

as it flows through

 

As you appear again

the thorns loosen their

hold

 

A hold that once held so tight

drops from my soul

dripped from their sharp

and cruel knives

 

only just now becoming

a scratch on the surface

with barely a wound to see

 

 

k so I rewrote it...it is worse or better?

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A Scratch on the Surface

 

 

Washing away the rain

falling into the sky

as these cloudy days surround me

 

Weary of the night

The day brings a healing wind

as it flows through

 

As you appear again

the thorns loosen their

hold

 

A hold that once held so tight

drops from my soul

dripped from their sharp

and cruel knives

 

only just now becoming

a scratch on the surface

with barely a wound to see

 

 

k so I rewrote it...it is worse or better?

Better.

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Theory

 

Bright, vital diamonds burst within this dimension

Leaking light through the heavens of far off skies

Just as on my own eyes shine fiery conflagrations

Withered though they are by the ravages of time.

 

Too long and winding, wracked with the pain

Of my body’s Judas cells doing battle

Without the roar of cannon or bullet or flame

Soon though my breath shall close to the ultimate rattle.

 

I have long pondered this moment

And would wish

Whilst I lie, torn and broken

Awaiting Death’s bony kiss

 

To think that I may give hope

To those who walk the path

Whose minds might choke

On dark doom inspired by decadence or wrath.

 

There is a force

Undulating like the blue seas

It follows no course

And can never be seen.

 

Its purpose I cannot know

It resides in each of us

In its embrace we shall grow

Like the caterpillar in the chrysalis.

 

Our world has laws too strange to describe

The force a farmer; spilling bright seeds in tilled furrows

As my body decomposes, soil is fertilised

And a new form shall my essence borrow.

 

By essence I describe all the feelings I hold

Sweet joy, justified sorrows and radiant rage

Of all the things in me that I have no control

Sustaining me and more throughout my days.

 

The force that drives the rabbit to peek from its warren

Initiates the wolf to seek dancing deer

Its wind powers swift sparrows that alight in your garden

I know now that there is nothing to fear.

 

Maybe tentacles instead of hands

Or a fox or an elephant or a tree

Or something from another land

Though I shall never again be me.

Edited by SgtDong

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Dreaming This Dance

 

I became time

never the same

wishing for you to appear

 

Magic casts the

shadow

my powerful spell

 

After this

I become enchanted

passed the sorrow

of far away

 

As I dream this dance

I await near the water

 

I hear it fighting

as it seems to float

down in it’s misty river

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