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Where Am IA cold wind blew upon the shore, And carried fog and mist along. A chill one never felt before, Which gave a sense of something wrong. The screams and howls on the breeze, Which seemed to be well known to me. Would surely cause ones bones to freeze, And make a brave man turn and flee. The tide is flowing ever close, And with it brings a sullen haze. The ocean can seem quite morose, And leave one in despair for days. This misery seems comforting, To someone in my circumstance. For now I hear the cold wind sing, And see the water’s doleful dance.Where Am I
by ~Earthnight
HoleThis longing deep within my soul, This inarticulate disease. Is now what keeps me up at night, And causes all my bones to freeze. These shattered glimpses in my mind, Of things and thoughts one mustn’t say. They dance and tease behind my eyes, I can not make them go away. I’m killed again by metaphors, I spiral down inside myself. And if I dare to see the truth, I see my heart upon a shelf. Again the longing visits me, Derived by thoughts I hide behind. My sanctuary far away-Hole
Within my broken longing mind.
by ~Earthnight
PerspectiveWithin the smallest grain of sand, We see the world reflected. As minuscule as it may be, We can't seem to reject it. Such grand perception it does hold, Though few can truly see it. This mirror image shows us all, And where in this life we fit. Kept safe upon a gentle hand, These tiny grains we live in. So delicate and frail are we, And wise in the beginning. As time goes by this world will drop, And swiftly shall be replaced. With yet another grain of sand, With reflections on its face.Perspective
by ~Earthnight
Ode To The BarristaI sit at the counter of the coffee shop, and I drink down the neo-bohemian vibe in my ice-cold large mochachino. The caffeinated atmosphere relaxes me into a state of uneasy bliss. The people behind the counter are my family, my friends, my feeders to the caffeine addiction. There is no beverage judgement be it soy or dare I say... decaf. This dimlit home away from home embraces anonymity, where everyone knows everyone and yet no one at all. Yet sadly I must now go home and leave this place again. I guess I'll get this to go.Ode To The Barrista
by ~Earthnight
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Heat from the sun somedays slowly passes,
Until then, you have to live with yourself
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Heat from the sun somedays slowly passes,
Until then, you have to live with yourself
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Ooh, Shiny!
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I baited Death, and was successful. Now He is a trophy upon my mantle.
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We All Go Back From Whence We Came... In The End
Don't listen to the doctors, they know nothing! <_<
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I baited Death, and was successful. Now He is a trophy upon my mantle.
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Heat from the sun somedays slowly passes,
Until then, you have to live with yourself
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