01-22-2008, 12:37 PM
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Last Online: 02-19-2008 07:54 AM
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Still Born Tears
Criminology, a critique.
Deformation, an illusion.
Glamorize, glorify a healer.
Marveling galaxy stars.
Noiseless sleeping eyes.
Comic critical confusion.
Contend to mindless anger.
Crucible demi-loved heart.
Diffusion, skies divined art.
Fabrication face-lifting birth.
Half-moon, horse-hair shadows.
What is love? A housebroken vase.
Lady's slipper, milk-glass motherhood
approval.
Obtainable off-print silence.
Sun-room, autumn's sunshine.
Womanhood wintergreen winter.
Wind-storm bullet to the widsom.
Mother listen, Like a gun to the head
I need the desire,
I need the disease.
Warm delicate wings
sling the fair weather
dove.
Still haunting empty hands.
Mothers cry for stimulation.
Stirred recovery.
Still born creation.
Alone standing loved
by God.
Mothers listen to
the air.
Listen to your
words and follow
the road to love.
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Your left foot connects to your right foot.
Your soul connects to the heart.
Your eyes connects to the brain and you see....
The beauty of life standing still on a box of nails digging for rainbows we all want the pain because life is vain but happiness believes in itself.
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