Libby Harvey

Our Queen was crowned November twenty sixth nineteen ninety one.
Sent straight from above, she covered us with her abundant love.
On horseback, she rode out to find the successful life that she would live.
All by herself she found, down deep within, the generosity that she could give.
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Trekking around the circle of life, I wander.
Looking for the path to happiness.
Waiting patiently, praying faithfully.
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Please take my hand.
Walk here in the sand.
I give you my heart,
right here in the dark.
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House burning ashes,
thunder crashes,
your life smashes, into mine.
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Peeking over the mountain edge,
a lion crouches,
waiting, wanting, wrigging its prey,
ready to pounce at any waking moment.
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Awaking from a sleepless night.
closed-mind thinking,
open-eyed sleeping,
sweating shivers,
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Sitting here, thinking of how I miss you,
Trying to fathom what I would do, if you were with me.
Where am I?
I’m here, sitting at my window sill watching the sun sink into the purple puff of powder.
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quiet places, empty spaces,
scientists can't find the traces.
a clinical illness lies beneath,
with unseen links to familiar faces.
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Dark, deep, gloomy.
Depression sets in, this is how i feel.
Disturbed and influenced, my mind has matured.
Suffer myself to deal with the pain.
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With a million eyes on my back i stroll down your street.
Then i stop at a corner, where personality and reality meet.

When i look around judgement fills this air.
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creation, motivation, assimilation
complentary lines of consentration.

gratitude, attitude, latitude
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She's starving for attention,
such a thing is an embarassment to mention.
what a sad, lonely soul.
weakness flows through her veins.
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