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I want to go stand out in the morning rain,
wash my eyes with the earliest pure fallen rivulets.

When the mist dances with the faeries and settles on the grass,
dew-sleep for the long days ahead, till twighlights awaken once again.

When the ink falls and night dawns again, we'll dance some more.
For one night we'll show the world the lights.

Prick holes in the sky, make stars
and new starts.
We'll teach them dreams,
we'll teach them how not to fall.

With your words unspoken
and my voice unheard,
we'll show them how to make perfection,
from what was broken.

No more cry in silence,
no more pain and alone.
We can teach them how to step away
from the verge of tears.

There's no need to phase this silence,
when we've no words to use and no need to speak.

We can cross the deserts and oceans now,
we don't need the burdening worries.

Take another sip of this wine,
I made myself.

Don't look back,
because we left nothing behind.
We've nothing left to lose,
just everything to gain.

Kiss me tonight and taste your future
on my cold, liars lips.
The ones that aren't lying,
anymore.

Come and sit with me,
watch the leaves fall down,
with delicate grace till they touch the floor,
by your dainty feet.

I'll kiss you here and now,
and we'll wait together,
for everything will get better.
©2007-2009 =SorrowBurn
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My writing takes a turn for the hopeful. :)
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:w00t: nice job i like the theme in it, you kept it constant, and i love how it got soft and sweet, but not mushy. nice piece

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life is a river, in which we take ourselves, we can either swim with it, let it carry us, or resist the flow.

but right now, im moored off to the side stuck in my bundle of weed, the bundle of weed which is my love.
well... it is a little mushy.... really like the positive-ness thing going on, keep that shit up. :#1:
The ending makes me think you might of meant this but the beginning for me stalls it. Then again, maybe I just need to get used to the softer side of you.

I'm glad you have something to turn for.

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:wow: This is an amazing piece Ozz!
:+fav:
I'd love to hear a reading of this one.

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Member of :- *britain #DAPensioners - #BurnRadio.
In vino veritas, nunc est bibendum. - In wine is truth, now we must drink.
Wow, thankyou kind and gentle sea-farer.
When this accursed cold clears up I'll do a read. :)

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Wit + Sarcasm X Misanthropy2 - Amiability + Charm =SorrowBurn

"And when it all came crashin' down, I became withdrawn and the only thing I knew how to do is to keep on keepin' on."
R.Z.
Thank YOU!

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Member of :- *britain #DAPensioners - #BurnRadio.
In vino veritas, nunc est bibendum. - In wine is truth, now we must drink.
wow man that made me feel like when you stand on an old porch and soothing breezes wisp you away in self indulgence

I FREAKING loved it man it made me feel all kool inside lol idk how to describe it with out sounding weird

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bound byonisis, take over the globe watching cartoons at noon about robots that smoke pot on top of roof tops in allyways and rebel and raise hell consistantly!

my poem of random " i owe you a fuck you "
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Wow, thankyou mate!

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Wit + Sarcasm X Misanthropy2 - Amiability + Charm =SorrowBurn

"And when it all came crashin' down, I became withdrawn and the only thing I knew how to do is to keep on keepin' on."
R.Z.
beautiful.
"With your words unspoken
and my voice unheard,
we'll show them how to make perfection,
from what was broken."
love this part

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Watch your thoughts, they become words. Your words=actions, your actions=habit. Your habits=character. Character-Destiny. While you're at it, watch me! [link]

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