

Calling BackWill you come back to me? "Maybe," she said, "If your heart is in shadow" "If I can feel your deepest needs.. ..and find you still have passion.."Calling Back
Will you set me, bitter and torn, atop A hill of thoughts with only one sure end? Can you hurt me.. Until all loving stops, And leave my heart and soul too wroth to bond?
Take my will and bind it in shadows that I take and hold inside me - Call the nightmares I can make And weave them swift to form a shroud To blind my eyes, and mask the sounds.
Thus may I rise again, and beg for wings To fly - and a


ReflectionThe dramatic tinkling of the piano, In the distance, seemed so close.. Close to my heart, it came to life Again and with such intensity..Reflection
I could have screamed. Inside me Were these morbid pictures, Still scenes, cut from life, Cut from art, they cut my flesh and heart like a knife.
In place of emotions, imitations Of emotion lingering Trying to show me something I couldn't grasp on my own. It felt so distant.. and I struggled. Then the images came to life,
They danced in a mockery
People Of grand gestures,
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The Angel ShadowAn angel\'s shadow cast over me, arms spread, Head hanging low, eyes drawn to the earth, He\'ll never feel as I do, can never truly know, I stand inside his shadow, arms open wide, Gazing towards the sky.. Dreaming I could flyThe Angel Shadow
One image painted across the canvas of still space, My eyes ascend within the angel\'s reflection, The halo of light blinds me to the sky\'s beauty, As the sun frames the gently crying form, I feel a tear run down my face, unsure of its origin
Crumbling like a mountain worn down over ages, My knees, my hands, pound with such intensity.. &nbs


Momentary BeautyEvolution, like some profound creation, Mourning in a dreaming semblance of now, The imperfection of the stars, Wishing some gentle transformation upon them, Transcendance beyond light\'s empty flittingMomentary Beauty
Dreaming of a new diversity of time, Past, like roads traveling into futures, As the earth reaches into the sky, No longer bind, no longer choke nor cycle, Yet become a vast continuum of everything
Philosophy exists as a solemn promise Throughout the winds of chaos\' echoed crying, Like peace, for now, and so, forever, Spread along the single point of a
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i rock the party that rocks the pinata
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i rock the party that rocks the pinata
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So progress report: I am missing you to death
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Drink up, me hearties, yo ho!
*dances*
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i rock the party that rocks the pinata
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So progress report: I am missing you to death
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So progress report: I am missing you to death
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