Niealie Petit Poems
- The Making Of Me: Tune Me Up Music Man, Music Man, Play a...
- Pleasureful Agony Pleasureful agony bridges both pain and ...
- All Of You Love me as you like; Kiss me, Twist me, ...
- Fill Me
- To Exist No More The Killing Time, The Killing Hour, No ...
- Pretty Bird
- He His presence haunts my soul, like the quiet that ...
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''You cannot save someone from him or herself. You can only show them why they are worth the attempt.''Niealie Petit
''There is little distraction from one's own mortality. I breathe, hoping that with each new breath I become less and less concerned with whether or not the next shall come.''Niealie Petit
''I so desperately want to be surprised by life. It's a sad existence to know what shall come.''Niealie Petit
''An artist does not create simply because he or she can, but because it is the quintessence of his or her soul.''Niealie Petit
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The Making Of Me: Tune Me Up
Play a tune for me.
Make it loud,
Make it raw,
Make it sing,
Make it shout!
Make it send me up the walls,
Make it send me down the street.
Make it rude,
Make it mean,
Make it irreverent if you need.
Make it pretty as the day,
Make it ugly as the night.
Make it nice,
Make it nasty,
Make it make me forget,
Make it make me remember.
Make it cast light in the dark,
Make it reveal the secrets of my heart.
Make it make sense of me,
Make it sensory,
Make it cut, ...