Lisa Ann Smallwood

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she finds comfort and safety in her imaginary fortress
a place she goes to when life is too painful

the walls she has built enclose and protect her
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just a little girl in her shorts
t-shirt and combat boots
she loved those boots..
running through the house
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on what level do you
with what emotion
the colors fade
the air is still
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the shape the color
the curve and the taste
the many shades blended to make one perfect
cover for what i long for
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Lying still on a warm with sandy beach
The sounds of the waves crashing against the shore
The Sun beating down like a warm blanket upon your body
As the tides shift you feel the soft warm frothy foam in the waves
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consumed with fear shackled in a cold dark prison
stench of envy, pride and hatred
faces twisted mutilated beyond comprehension
tale of sorrows left unspoken
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I'm just a little teddy bear with golden locks of curly hair
I have my place in this crazy world living on a shelf
I'm kept company by a dog a barbie and an elf.
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green is the grass and the leaves on the trees
and the sky is oh so Blue
all the while sitting here why I think of you
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not a day has past in many long days
that my cheeks were not stained with tears
and for what I can remember
never was my heart this miserable in years
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In my endless pit of sorrow
Hope that speaks of no tomorrow
No air to breathe no light to see
beaten torn damaged scorned
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The Fragile Heart!

she finds comfort and safety in her imaginary fortress
a place she goes to when life is too painful

the walls she has built enclose and protect her
they are made of rough and textured stone
they are are old and beautiful

what was once a low fence like barrier has become a towering fortress
with arches and towers, gardens and paths
wines of wisteria and morning glory's trail down the walls

blooming and fragrant they have been there for years now
the courtyard has a soft mossy surface
and a bed swinging from a tree is her retreat

soft bellowing fabric encloses the bed
flowing in the gentle breeze
the linens are of a pale yellow and the softest brushed cotton

on a sad day if you listen closely you will a gentle voice singing
'and on this beautiful day I rest, in my swinging bed'
'till one day there will be a heart who loves and deep as mine'

she hides a secret archway
with a large and majestic door
made of rich and sturdy maple covered in vines and moss
invisible to all but the one who dares to enter

there is a secret key to this secret doorway
but on a day long ago she threw it in the ocean with a prayer

Dear God in heaven,
Let no one find this key unless they meet these qualities
1 A man of God, who is equally yoked
2 A devoted son
3.A beautiful Soul
4.A voice that brings me comfort
5.A lover of words & music
6.A man with light eyes and dark hair
7 A kiss that stops time
8 A smile that melts my heart
9 A faithful man
10 A man who will love her as deeply as she will love him.

Upon that day make the fisherman of my dreams catch this secret key on his hook
may he feel compelled to search for the lock it fits
and may she feel secure with him once he enters the archway

Secure enough to love
comfortable enough to laugh
blessed enough to know he is an answered prayer

until that day
she waits in the comfort of her castle
till its Gods will
that man does exist
and he finds the key.

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