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Splashing cool raindrops rapidly fell;
Blurring the lit cityscape behind my window.
I whispered a heavenward prayer
As I kneeled on the floor of our empty house,
Clutching your shirt in my hand.
I picked myself up
And let my legs carry me into our bedroom
Where I pulled a blanket over trembling skin;
But no inanimate object could warm me
Like your arms once did.
Blurring the lit cityscape behind my window.
I whispered a heavenward prayer
As I kneeled on the floor of our empty house,
Clutching your shirt in my hand.
I picked myself up
And let my legs carry me into our bedroom
Where I pulled a blanket over trembling skin;
But no inanimate object could warm me
Like your arms once did.
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Midnight blessings
Midnight stars gazing at the silhouettes against the glass—
the pair that chose to stay by the angels that guide in darkness.
For though they know they're free to explore the castle of their dreams,
they knew that all their dreams and blessings were right there in that room
on this special night that promises to become a yesterday
that tomorrow will never cease to love or to remember.
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That Deep Infinity
As the world falls apart,
hold this close to your heart;
You're a prophecy going unspoken
Though your heart's fit to break you can still change your fate
what matters comes after you're broken
Further than you want to go,
deeper than you can imagine
Deep into your mind,
fall into the dark and the cold.
Here, your heart and your soul heat a furnace,
once blazing and fierce as the dawn.
The light of its fire is frozen,
the heat of its flame overdrawn.
SO PASS BY THE FURNACE,
FIND THE ROOT OF YOUR PAIN,
IT IS HIDING BEYOND EONS OF MEMORY.
FALL THROUGH THE DARK AND THE SILENT,
THE BARREN, TO cHART OUT YOUR FEARS.
Follow the dread,
keep your
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Inside a Girl
"Adelaiiiiiiiiiide....Aaaaaaaaadelaiii duh..." she hummed as lullingly as a lullably, as gently and as certain as a hummingbird's beating wings.
I awoke before I lifted my lids, such an easy thing to do. Open the eyes yet still not waken from sleep, sometimes not even through the day nor several series of days...this is quite frequent for me for I am a dreamer and dreaming requires deep sleeping, as deep as a bear hibernates in a safe, warm cave until the unforgiving frost of winter has given itself away to the tender tendrils of warm, sweet as honey sun rays that fill the air with a lemon zestyness and a minty mellowness, all that which enc
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a sad and wrenching depiction of abandonment 