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Sarah Woodland Poem
Such a divine moment,
I've lost my self control
Such a divine moment
Dwell before your holiest of alters
I'll sell my self esteem
I'll sell my soul
I'll sell my honour
Just one taste of you
So pure, and such a rare token
A dollar right in time
So scarce, and such a rare beauty
Stay frozen, still still, in the quiet of times
When I look through,
I can see you naked by the oblivious
And you don't see anyone
Just a reflection in a mirror of mistruths
Is it too hard to ask you
Sleeping beauty?
We're both drunk on egos
Truelly I could make it right if I wake you up
Come into my world
Breath
Come into my world
Breath
But I can't help but I feel a little bit curious
About your amends
So glad to see you well
But I have to see what is beneath the halo
So glad to see you well, but my friend, is nothing
What you kept behind the eyes of the spiral
What you didn't keep behind the eyes of a falling spiral
Now everyone has found out back to the sleeping beauty
Copyright © Sarah Woodland | Year Posted 2006
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Sarah Woodland Poem
Let's pretend we are one,
Let's pretend that we are done.
Throw the coin into the ditch,
Been told that life's a glitch.
Swallow the lies and drown them in sorrow,
Withered down in pitiness for tomorrow.
Let the sun take it's place,
Among the stolen race.
Sucked up love and heavensent,
Killed in blood and sin, the blood's been spent.
Alone and an evermore of feeling of pain,
I hope I'll make it, way back to Maine.
Stumble along the loneliness of this road,
Watch the frogs gang up in the pond, to kill that toad.
Feet sore, they can barely walk,
Mouth so dry, it feels frozen and barely can talk.
Let's pretend to be alive,
Let's pretend as though we were five.
Let's pretend we weren't on our graves,
Let's pretend we can't feel the angry waves.
Let's pretend we aren't dying,
Let's pretend it's joy for the reason we are crying.
Let's pretend this isn't my last breath,
Let's pretend we can't feel this death.
Copyright © Sarah Woodland | Year Posted 2006
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