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Drink

Have you ever seen Heaven then turned the other way. Afraid. have you ever tasted Freedom, then chose a chain. Blackest of black nights, doesn’t compare to (it eats color), it is an abyss. ever been there? so alluring, to disappear. voices,

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Reaching out for Help

Something I’ve never been good at. Why not though? I’d love to help out other struggling artists. Why not let others help me? Lets see how this goes :P. My love for writing will never diminish! Fundraising Websites – Crowdrise

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Dare

Dare.

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i choose

today I choose faith, a hunger subtle as the breeze where is the God of choice, a change of faces, a flip of the coin. Eat the fruit they say. So here, under the Mellow sun I sit with open

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Morning #1

Great bountiful star, Over the mandated landscape Oscillating in river rays Daring the bees of lent harmony Moving masterful eyes Over this box of time Ranging the canyons of blue soaked eyes Never reaching closely In the depths Not the

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Europe 2008 Memories

Oh, Europe. How I miss thee, Gabriella. and the statues, to see. Flowers wild, Oh, Europe, your my mystery. Keep the gypsies.

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I like Miami Beach

4am, the crustaceans begin to cling to the shadows. cigarette butts, bottles and the homeless Where did the onlookers come from, in the stupor, does the Lethe channel here? Forgotten, alive, the lights neon to shady alleys..until the sun crawls, Scratching

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Bunnies

Dearly Beloved, slid from Coltrane at noon, slathering Dirty melodies,conjuring images Convoluted, shadow puppets…move upon the wall, From an era gone, At the edge, Curled up in the rime, cloudy frozen bed… Caught in amber, diluted Each memory of every

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Morning Poem #2

Go forth! Lime in the leaves of every tree, Silver emerges from concrete, Aurora Borealis swims in every bloom, Gold sticky drips from the rays of the Sun, Who has painted the world so different? Just awhile ago, a blur,

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Friendship #2

“No Man is an Island” said Donne, to the rabble With the toll of a Bell, In the shade of the lovely form, With each silly adorable act, this island… Connected bit by bit to thy soul.. Now between us

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