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The Meadow

I'm always there, in that place that doesn't mean a thing to anyone but me. A far away 
meadow where I don't have to hide all the happiness of a young girls heart. One that has 
been ripped apart, so many times. I stare at all the beautiful flowers and trees of my 
surroundings and let the wind gently rustle my hair. I close my eyes taking in all these 
wonderful things, as I lie on the cool grass. My body mixes in with the air, and I'm blowing 
past natures statues and creatures galore. I stop at the edge of a nearby pond, my body 
floating softly to the ground as an eagles feather. I look deep into the sparkling image that 
makes me who I am. I gracefully touch the water with my fingertips and let the water 
shimmer like the stars. A white unicorn grazing near the freshly harvested hay, called out to 
me. It approached me as I stood, and nuzzled my arm. I brushed its silk coat and burrowed 
my face against her cool cheek. This is the reason I come to this place. To interact with the 
things not known or believed in their world. Its just my own, my sound and the behind 
scenes of my eyes. It's calm and peaceful, which their world is far from. I'm the only one with 
the doorway to this meadow. I love going there, it's like a blanket that warms its comfort 
over me when I need it the most. And when I get there, my feelings are a boat sailing to 
sea, leaving me filled with perfect serenity. I'll always be there, till the end of all life, and I 
know this lovely meadow will never be replaced.

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Another Definition of Life

Life is the love that turns hearts blue
Life is the darkness and fear that corupts your soul
Life is the memory of someone lost or gone
Life is a promise that keeps getting reset
Life is a song that used to brighten your day but instead you weep
Life is unusal and cruel and the one thing we don't keep.

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Wants

There's always something that we'll want.
Possibly something we've forgot.
Happiness dangling by a thread.
One thing in all called dread.
We deflat under the frightening words of no.
Huddle against ourselves burrowing beneath the snow.
Crying out in a shuddered heap.
All because of the thing we can't keep.

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Perfect Among Us, Question

What does perfect mean?
Having what we want?
Seeing all things seen?
Its not

You may boast what you do
When others aren't so great
Doesn't mean they're weaker than you
Get your mind from that path

Stopping curiosity that may cause sin
Is what should happen
Things you stop to trade God in
It's not a test to be so good 

Once we've departed from our skins
Our time will come to accept such gift
So stop and remove those pins
There's plenty of time till you're there

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Loss Promises

Promises are to deceive
Their promised with pride
But fall from our schedule 
Causing many to leave

At the time all is swell
Excitement sprouts 
and brightens the day
But then were forced to dwell

To follow is more doubt
Once they haven't pulled through 
Your hope gives up care
Trust is what starts the drought

That person is now loss
Since they tricked your mind
It happens to everyone at least once
And it's the thing we can walk across

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Troubled Road

My mouth is burning dry
As I continue idly by
Feet scraping against the Earth
Yearning for a delightful re-birth
Night passed and pain flowed
Upon this troubled road

Rays of sun peep in my eyes
Clouds mocking my image as they rise
Feeble in the knees, it hurts to move
My brain stubborn eager to improve
Asking what punishment I'm owed
Alone on this troubled road

Fallen under the skies tears 
Which in disguise are my many fears
Huddled only by the thunder
Ready to forfeit to my slumber
Dying in what I have bestowed 
Buried among this troubled road

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My Personal Chant

I may be stupid
I may be blonde
You call me crazy
I don't see what's wrong

There's a light in me
To make me go far
So stick up your nose
Cause you don't know who you are

You may see lazy
But I see beauty
You don't know really
Who I am truly

So until all you haters see
How blind you always be
Maybe one day
You'll understand me

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I Love

I love the sweet smell after a early spring shower,

Flowing through the air as a butterfly with newly grown wings.

The whisper of songs from the tree filled with Robins,

As I step into the rising sun.

So beautifully bright dancing through an ocean blue sky,

And telling the wind to move a strand of hair as a warm touch. 

When the world comes alive,

That's what I love.

To hear and see, God's wonderful things around me.

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Where I'M From Complete

I am from trashcans 
from Pepsi and Cola
I am from the ceiling looking down
(brightly, breezy 
sending my wave of love)
I am from the rose 
the daisy
Beautifully sizzled inside and out
Popped from the ground

I’m from weekend Weenie roasts and
pin-the-tail
from Lois and Albert
I’m from the stuck up
and the struck down
from you’re loud as rice
and I told you a thousand times!
I’m from hallelujah 
that gives people peace in a song

I’m from KF&F 
puppy chow and cherry crisp
From the squishy potatoes my grandpa Graydon hit with his car
the scent on my aunt who didn't ever try
The closet hangs every memory 
Dropping the regrets
Piling the sadness upon the floor
Folding all that I adore

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Death Is Sweet

I can't help feeling like a loner, someone who walks off and never looks back. I hate being ones donor, who always ends in a crack. It hits me with a dagger in the heart, I nearly die but I'm not able to drop. I let the pain tear me apart, knowing I won't be rescued and the pain wouldn't stop. Finally I felt relief in my veins, heading to a place I could call mine. I felt free without my chains, I finally crossed the line. It was much better to breathe, in this beautiful land I could call home. I wasn't the only one to leave, and the many fields together we would roam. As one we both died, and we would wake to the sunrise. Understanding where we needed to glide, we bid each other our goodbyes.

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