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At midnight A flower blooms Petals lifting To the moon Like a bird Who sings her song Sweetly, swiftly For too long Too long, for She’s out of breath A kiss held fast ‘Til her love’s spent She is me And me is I And my eye sees me Left behind A heart not found…
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The Cure

I am my mood My mood is me Speaking Whispering So softly A kiss of the wind A gentle breeze A song I sing So longingly Stillness settles What mood is this? Content to stand Or kneel Or sit I have a hunger Of this I’m sure But how I find it That’s the cure
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The Gift

At midnight A flower blooms Petals lifting To the moon Like a bird Who sings her song Sweetly, swiftly For too long Too long, for She’s out of breath A kiss held fast ‘Til her love’s spent She is me And me is I And my eye sees me Left behind A heart not found…
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My Joyful Woe

Skies of glassOf dewdrop stainsA satin sash andWindow panesYour ghost is hollowHaunting pastIt longs to haunt meMake it lastMake it whisperCall my nameBlessed beThe blessed savedJoyful woeI revel thereI revel yonderSpirit bare Written June 28, 2013as I reached a crossroads in my life Skies of glass Of dewdrop stains A satin sash and Window panes…
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The Dance

At midnight A flower blooms Petals lifting To the moon Like a bird Who sings her song Sweetly, swiftly For too long Too long, for She’s out of breath A kiss held fast ‘Til her love’s spent She is me And me is I And my eye sees me Left behind A heart not found…
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A Day Without

Call me crazy Baby Maybe Lives long past Are pushing Daisies The sun is full The moon has set It’s never soon I soon forget The things I see You see It’s me The part I lost The part I sing In joyless wonder Hope’s regret A day without Is heaven sent
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Into Pieces

I’m a broken mess A wreck Cracked in half by sinking sand I can’t do this anymore Rejection stings as I run out the door Like a punch in the gut Or a slap in the face I’m down, I’m injured I’m out of this race And I don’t know if I’ll ever go back…
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All that Saves

A warm wind blows Her warm-blonde hair Waving, washing If you dare A day that washes Over me A pale black night A memory A scent that makes it All come back A warmth that crushes Tit-for-tat A surge that brushes ’Gainst her mind That rushes through The sands of time And in that moment…
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The Longest Night

At midnight A flower blooms Petals lifting To the moon Like a bird Who sings her song Sweetly, swiftly For too long Too long, for She’s out of breath A kiss held fast ‘Til her love’s spent She is me And me is I And my eye sees me Left behind A heart not found…
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Red Line, Flatline

Red line, flatlineRhythm and timeEveryone, everythingSometimes is fineWhat will she doWhen she sees you again?NothingIt’s nothingIt’s all in my mindRed line, flatlineRhythmical proseA delicate, floweringGreen-petaled roseWhere would it leave me?Where would I be?If all that I’m feelingInside were to show?Red line, flatlineThree-quarter timeA sweet-sounding waltzIs so dangerously blindFinger my heartThen shatter my moonA thousand I-love-yousBut…
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