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Vermont

Yellows, reds, oranges, the slow sublime death the leaves last breath before turning brown 
and crumbling to the ground. The panorama of majestic mountains, the only green to be seen 
are the ever strong pine trees. To travel along a lazy stream, the nip of and on coming 
winter on a cool fall breeze. My only hope is its never soiled by creeping industry 
destruction. The stars are so clearly seen, no city lights to obscure heavens lights. May Gods 
hands forever shelter it from greedy men.

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Dear Mommy

Dear Mommy,
Why did you go away? Was I not as good as the white snow you blew was, my love for you 
not strong enough to help you pull thru? Stuck as the starving child wising to be loved. The 
drink was your friend to busy with to see a small little girl wishing to be that bottle so true. 
You left me mommy with these strangers so cold and bitter, each day born with a slap of the 
belt so few love letters. My sanity took from a girl so young, mommy you should of been 
there to shelter me from this storm. You came back mommy presents anew arms held out 
wide to receive something that this little child was denied. My love for you mommy is no 
more, with my sanity it walked out the door. No words you could say could ever fill the void 
of what i lost is what a mother, daughter bond that will never ever be reborn.

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Monster

Quietly creeping, imbedding its self in ones mind. Hiding in the deepest corner it can find 
waiting for the perfect moment to spring its trap. To wipe away what feels right, it consumes 
you. Your thoughts and feelings make you hollow inside, your skin crawls and you wish to 
jump from your skin and expose the monster running thru your veins, to bore itself into 
your very soul. You can feel it winding its way from top to bottom circling back knowing your 
about to lose control. Damn you.

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Lost

I am lost. Should i go find myself? What if what i find unsatisfactory? What is me? Ive been 
lost for so long would i know me? Will i find it to much to bare? How to unlock a door thats 
been padlocked for so long, my mind is being swept, dusted, remolded, the floor waxed and 
the door cracked thanks to the cleaning lady.

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Ice Cold

can you see the light?
its so bright so soft
and warm but can it
save this ice cold
heart and soul?

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Cesstion

I feel numb and strange, a stranger to myself. Walking thru life as if on a rocking ship on a 
stormy sea, staggering looking for a rail to hold on to. Being forced to stay in the middle 
never quite able to reach either rail. I must choose, do i stay and be trapped in this cesstion? 
Or right myself by dropping to my knees and crawl inch by inch to sanity?

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S.O.S

Voyage upon a stormy sea thoughts racing with me trying to flee from this simpleton self. 
Pen and paper in one hand, a corked bottle in the other, wondering whether or not to send 
this S.O.S letter. But what to say I don't know, please help this hollowed out soul, help heal 
these emotional scars, help please i don't know how far I can hold  on. I am lost upon these 
waves of pain help lance this puss filled brain. Seething with self hate please help me from 
myself, thur slash and slice I weep, a smile upon my face, an embaressment to myself to 
much to bare, hope this S.O.S letter gets to someone who cares.

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Ravens Cackle

I look up to find him looking at me with his coal black eyes, hi blue/black plumage 
shimmering in the morning light, is he calling my number for me? Is he calling his maker to 
come reap me? Will he perch upon a branch and watch them dig a hole for me? Will he sit 
upon my head stone and sing his sweet melody for me? And will he wing me to heavens 
gate?

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Gravedigger

Placid, watching him dig a hole. Hope he's digging it for me. I feel pitiless tward myself, for i 
know my solution is sublime inside my fragile calm mind. gravedigger, make sure its nice 
and deep, so I may cuddle up in a forever placid sleep. No marker needed, well maybe a do 
not disturb sign.

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Unquiet

soaring upon a brisk winter breeze
my mind on fast forward surfing
along in opposite directions cant
slow down the breeze up lifting
my entire self  my cheeks blood 
red twisting, turning whizzing by
flying thru the sky  white fluffy
clouds a hand span away
like my mind almost so
close to scramble back
together thats creeping its 
way slowly slipping away
in this unquiet mind.