Blue wave, white foam, washing the long shore
with its tender soothing hands, brushing away
my fading memories, polishing men's rock heart, at bay
-akin to the pebbles, the bubbly kids search to store
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The glass window opens every morning
She gazes across suns golden rays;
Trying to solve the mystical mystery,
She joins her hands for a humble prayer
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She cries, invisible tears flowing from her heart goes unanswered
She hates him, a man rubbing and flirting – using a child’s innocence
The man with a hell lot of girlfriends, an avarice beast in disguise
Why does this rogue come into her life, what was her sin?
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I am just trying to write again.
I am trying to fill the blank pages of life
With love, happiness and hope
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I stand there emotionless
Someone is dead
Flowers adorn her smiling face
People come and go
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The stars will come to our home
The moment night blushes at the sight of Dawn
You and me - the pulse of the night
fall dead on the seabed for a temporary rest
...
she finds a masterpiece
a beautiful molten heart
in his desperate eyes,
she sees no betrayal
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Pain expands, aching as shadows loom,
Like a thorny cactus, starved, yet it blooms.
It pierces the walls of the tender heart,
Outgrowing the fragile self, tearing apart.
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