YlangYlang Mountain Poems

How to fill these empty spaces
The rhythm of the night, she chases
Listen to her speak in the echo of strange places
The feelings she felt when he held her crying face
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The sparkles shine bright in her eyes, when the world is full of lies
A dream of a dreamer, a thought turning cold

Greed and envy, are the best items sold
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The storm twists and twirls green trees all about
sand and dirt from the mother of earth, swirling and whirling.. A feeling of re-birth

Cold all around you, hazy vision at best..I will contest that your better at your best.
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Sometimes I wonder where to find the outlet of
these
screams in the quiet night
the thoughts are to immediate and dangerous
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