Latika morselli

Family sometimes like a chain,
Interlocked together with some sort of strain.
Strong, beautiful and sometimes broken,
Pieces of the chain can cause so much pain.
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Will you stay or will you rebel,
Every question...a story to tell.
Mostly truth will never last,
Always a lie from my past.
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So many memories of actual happiness,
Taken for granted and now in a lost mess.
Hate is such a powerful word,
But what i feel inside is so much worse.
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From tiny to tall, you held my hand
our relationship stretches and can only expand,
My memories of you, through the good and bad,
still stand with me now.. what an AMAZING dad,
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I once saw a flower, too beautiful for sight
Its white glossy petals even glowed in the night!
Never before had I found such a beauty,
to capture me like an insect with a smell so fruity.
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Ululating from the midnight dust...hands are scavenging for a grasp of breath...a ticket to life.

In the world of war I see today....and the silent bombers creating music with their destructive instruments...with the soldiers of men raping the world of its only beauty...stripping the ground for what could be found as evidence.
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Shadows appear in the magic moonlight,
As life creeps around deep into the night.
Sounds so silent, you can hardly hear,
All this movement within this eary atmosphere.
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You who once lived deep within my soul,
Captured my love forever and nastily stole.
What was once living magic, beautiful and bright,
Never to return, i waited night after night.
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Tiny tears crawl down my face,
Big beginnings will start to take place.
One mistake can change my life,
Another mistake may be to go under the knife.
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Deep within the core of my mind,
Filtering thoughts swamp inside.
Busy crossed wires and sparks so bright,
Never last a moment after the night.
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Sleepless nights, busy days,
The world moves fast whilst i gaze.
Stood so still im my ice,
Feeling so cold, wishing for advise.
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