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Title: Reality


Iíll wonder
And create

A reality of my own
With grey stalks of wheat
And soft black grass
A lovely ivory street

Like a dusted off photo album
Each picture special in its own way
Colors only in hues of black and white
Dull, but full of originality

So within this reality
No one to curse or yell
Only you
Inside a home
With ones who love you well

A grey and black sunset
Hiding behind silver hills
Leaving shadows on the lake
Home to white spoonbills

So Iíll wonder
And Iíll create
A reality of my own

 

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Title: I want to LIVE


When your nightmare
may just come to life,
and when that horrible memory
will soon make you stand on the edge.
Waiting to push you over,
wanting for you to fall.
What happens when that nightmare,
all of a sudden becomes your life.
When the sweet devotion
is all a lie.
What happens when you don't want to die,
when all the misery
is no longer part of your life.
How to defeat that monster..?
That's ready to consume your life,
how to fight it..
When there's no where left to HIDE..
 

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Title: Appreciation


I never even told you,
I appreciated your life,
that every word of comfort,
or simple advice,
touched my heart's deepest core,
even beneath the layers upon layers
of armor stacked from the souless floors.

I never even showed,
the appreciation that I felt,
that every loving thought
sent through silent expressions
lifted my mood
even beyond the depths of hell
when sometimes I felt
that no one could ever reach me.

Most of all,
I never even felt,
that I appreciated my life,
that every person there for me
gave it their all
to make me understand that everyone..
no one escapes the fall
that life holds gravity
and sometimes it hurts
I'm not an exception to the rule
and I appreciate it all.

 

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Title: Loves Dream


Can I see the wind
can I touch the breeze
can I see your beauty
written on the trees

Can I see the sparrow
Dig deep in flakes of gold
Can I know tomorrow
what does your beauty hold

Can I see your smile
written on the sun
Can I know tomorrow
We'll win the race we're run

Your beauty does
inflame my sight
your gentle touch
a share delight

Your strength of nature
holds no sway
surely you are
built to stay

Tomorrow we will live to grow
to build a better life
Tomorrow we will live to grow
as husband and as wife.

 

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Title: My Love


My love is like a raindrop
a gentle flowing tear
that flows into a river
a river without fear

You can not stop a river
from reaching out to sea
you can not stop the love
The love inside of me

 

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Title: Toilet Washroom Kitchen


Toilet washroom kitchen
It's the work that starts the bitchen
Now my father he's a drinker
but you know not quite a stinker
When he gets home late at night
you know thereís bound to be a fight

By Bernard Barclay

 

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