The little child sits in the window looking on.
Dreaming of the early dawn.
When the heart rises, then falls.
It easy to see this is where she belong.
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Like a puff of smoke, there are visions of you.
Your smile, your laughter.
A distance ghost still haunting me.
I hide nothing, with this book I bleed.
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A quarrel in our head.
Sometimes we end up fighting.
Sometimes we end up dead.
But as the days go by.
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Setting the stage for a public outrage.
Abusing the courts to remain in power.
This a vote of no confidence.
In the current elected official.
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Your writing with no emotion.
Sway me, take me on journey through your eyes with words of feeling that you surmise.
Capturing a shooting star, making a wish, eliminating all sadness.
Inviting all the madness but only if you can feel it.
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And the pin drops.
The silence has broken.
Welcome to the aftermath of time being frozen.
In this chaos I'm passing the torch.
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Please update your editor.
Because when I make a mistake and submit poem.
I want to be able fix it.
Even if I make multiple changes.
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With fire and ice it ain't about being nice.
Spirit devised.
The golden prize.
Doubled down.
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My heart is yours if want it.
Do you have the courage to take that leap faith.
Walking on rose petals just above the water.
Fall and I will catch you.
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Pretty, pretty pebble.
What idea do you bring across my head today?
Thunk, clunk, chaching.
Bling, bling.
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