Sally Walker

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Jolts of energy electrify and intensify each emotion I feel under your fingertips.
Eyes burn too hot they're blue.
Icy cold and steaming.
Flaming body.
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What's the point?
Hope is the only ointment
To treat all our wounds.
To help us expand from our cocoons.
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What is it like in your bathroom?
Do you still see?
Do you still feel?
Do you still wish you couldn't do anything anymore?
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Do you ever watch a bad movie…
Just hoping it'll get better?
Do you ever watch a bad movie…
Just to give it a chance?
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Coursing through every vein
Only thing that keeps me remotely sane
That's why you're my main
Worth any pain
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Everything he touches turns to gold.
No he's not King Midas,
He's more than that.
For everything he's given left no consequences.
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Spontaneity within first thoughts
They fly like shots
Through the brains of others
As they attempt in obtaining the prize:
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Born in a pack of four
Family
Left as you take a tour through a new home
Lonely you write this poem
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The best sparks fly-
through blue skies.
I've watched them soar as they tore by.
Allowing me to open my eyes to such beauty
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11.

Beauty is everything.
But, is it what you see?
What's on the outside?
Is that what really matters?
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12.

The lease granted to a lovely home.
Sunlight, open windows, warmth.
Heart floating as a cloud.
Finally tore apart from a kite that cut and wove happiness into your veins.
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13.

Vision unclear
Mind unfocused
A lense rests in front of you
Time and again it changes with your perception
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14.

Pure, glowing, blissful, beautiful beings.
Surrounding our lives.
Derived from the heavens.
Slicing through our deadly seven.
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Paradise.
The place where your mind is put at rest.
But we shall test,
That paradise is somewhere you'll make it to.
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16.

Confusion
What is it?
The result of having no wit?
Replies come with
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A feeling I've never experienced before.
One created by you.
Not the one I strive for.
The you that is too revolting for me.
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Expectation always leads to
Realization…
Realization that you may not achieve the goals you set for yourself.
That you will exceed them,
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Non-stop.
Good or bad?
Uncertain…
Maybe you should think about that?
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When everything is lost….
When all your words are empty…
You're left with nothing to look forward to.
No one to talk to.
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Grass

I just like to sit there because it's nowhere important. It's pretty but simple. I am the grass outside I sit on. With lil daisies, fresh cut green grass and pretty water droplets that shine as the light hits them.

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