79: The poem spam

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The precious
Second part of my fragile heart
You loosen the auburn necklace
Scintillant breath
Distracted by the song of the lark
There is radiance dawning
From within your death

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I made a mistake once before
Now do I dare make the same mistake again?
When my eyes were open
And my lungs empty for air
The shadow grew to drag me down
Till I was halfway through the ground
Now that I have found my footing
Do I dare make the mistake again?
Do I dare face it all over?
Do I dare do it just for them?

No.

I will let myself be okay
I will love myself today

~~~

2012:

Tomme, Pomme, Domme
Tomme loves Pomme
But Tomme dislikes Domme
Pomme loves Domme
But Pomme dislikes Tomme
Domme loves Tomme
But Domme dislikes Pomme

Pomme gets sad
Domme gets mad
And Tomme turns bad

Pomme goes to the East
Tomme goes to the West
Domme goes to the South
But what about Gomme?

Unique's notes- that is a sad story to say the least. What a love triangle. Then Gomme shows up?! Tomme and Domme are both boys, Pomme is a girl and I don't even know who Gomme is.

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The moon lake dance of the fire spirit: 2015:

The fire spirit,
Trapped in a dark world
With nothing, nothing but emptiness
Staring up to the quiet lord
The spirit had less than a penny.

Then a bright light
Flashed a huge fright
And the locked door was no longer a cage,
But the spirit's true rage!

As a faint light shimmered
On the darkness so the fright was gone.
An unknown friend had opened the gap
And lightness was young

The spirit ran with full force through the open door
And released a great big "ROAR!"
The birds flew from the shattering noise
And a burst of feathers filled with joy.

The spirit overwhelmed with happiness
Felt like it could do anything
And so it raised its glowing wings,
With fire burning within
As it took off in one blow
Flying higher and higher
As if it could escape the darkness below
But no...
The sun was disappearing
And fast!
Behind the mountains ever so vast
Fear flooded through it in a quiet rush,
And the sun was soon gone.

So the spirit was alone again.

Then, as if the unknown friend had known,
They threw a light that shattered across the sky
With the stars and the moon.

The spirit danced upon the lake
With fire wings spread
With its unknown friend
And the friend promised that darkness
Shall never rise again.

~~~

When there is no time: 2016:

When my chores are none,
And my tasks all done.
I merely whisper and whisk,
As the days stroll by.
Though ever timeless sigh,
Shows no greater meaning.
Than the last,
When my useful days further have past.
No moan do I make,
For in this mansion of a cottage.
As horses in this land eat continuous haulage,
I have not a single desire.
When this sunny house has blank clocks,
I could walk round this house forever in my bare socks.
As another day does pass by,
With a senseless bore.
The days turn to nights without score,

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When there is no time pt2: 2016:

I am not lonely
Though I wish for a purpose
When a fatigued wind
Carries sleepy breezes
I watch a petal fall
It represents my time here perfectly so
A slow dance following the same old flow

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Forever is never: 2016:

If I could look at forever
I would stare at never
And when both look at me
They forget in less than instantly

For my seconds will nothing
Against their endless somethings
When time gives moments
We ignore the potent

Our forged creations
Are merely wasted demonstrations
And when our dust stumbles
Neither forever's nor never's heart crumbles

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A simple walk: 2016:

Do you ever go on a walk
And suddenly look beside you for someone
For anything or anyone?
But only find that endless stretch of naked path laid out in front of you?
Because you go on a simple walk
Just the empty path and you

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The Opal World: 2017:

Open the chest
It greets me with silence
A beautiful presence
Sweet and welcoming
The loudest silence I've ever heard
And it's warming
A clarity of streaming aqua marine
To flood away the noise
A wonderful display of colour
A crystal rainbow
My arms open to the wonderland
Vast fields of emerald
Sapphire sky
Wonderland you laid waste the despondent diamond
You are my detour
You refill the endless cave of mine
Wonderland your silence is absolute
You are the opal on my collar
So I can pretend these lips can smile
And they do
But I don't
My defences are down here
Tumbling crumbling stones
Mingling with the gems
Mine to dispose of
The shine has frozen
Patience is not needed here
So I wait no longer
Wonderland I open the chest
It greets me with silence

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Disappointment: 2017:

Yes, it is quite the feeling. Like that of floating on senseless water. It carves rivers through your heart. It ripples into a frown. Scraping deep within the ravines in your exposed chest. The mind is what makes the water so icy cold, what makes the liquid cut so wide. Trip on your own thoughts and you fall right into the icy depths. That is what you do, you fall into the waters once again without meaning to.
That is disappointing.

Unique's notes- this one is my favourite <3
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Number 24: 2017:

Hello!
My name?
My name is number 24.
I have a lot of friends in this happy ward.

We all walk the paths;
The path that walks itself.
We don't care about the rules
"(Nor our mental health.) shh!"

I wear a white jacket
That has very tight belts.
It makes us feel safe
From everybody else.

We got a nice smile
Me, my friends, and I.
"(We've been here for a while)" Nah!
Who cares about the time?

Hello!
My name is number 24.
And there are squiggles everywhere!
That makes us giggle

No one knows the feeling
To have shattered fragments "(of brain)"
In the wrong places when 'healing'
Just saying!

Hello!
My name is number 24.
I have a lot of friends.
I am safe here in my happy den."(save us)"

Unique's notes- this one is definitely on the creepy side.

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