| Loon's Poetry Corner |
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| The Piano They dance across with the sounds of life. Happiness, sadness. The power of emotion with ever step. The air filled with beautiful feelings The conductor, leading the students in a Spectacular ballet of glorious passion. |
| In the sky the trees the mountains, There is art. In the rain, the wind, the sunshine, There is emotion. In the mind, the flesh, the heart, There is life. Shown in the art, embraced in emotion, The one true life, There is God. |
| Tick-Tick I sit alone, oh, so alone. The time ticking away. tick tick tick... Waiting for it alone.... Anticipation rising, Tension thickening, Listen to the silence of the ticking, alone. tick tick tick... I'm in a room with my closest friends.... but I'm still alone.... .....tick..... |
| Huh? Te silver creature, It rules the day by the night. Alas, it's a spoon. |
| Help..... me.... please..... Time passes slowly with whispering screams. Rreaching out to someone who's not there... Alone with my fears... so alone..................... No one person can help me........................... Crying alone................................................. No one cares................................................. Help me........................................................ Please........................................................... |
| Daddy's Little Princess Doll-like angel with curly bob cuts. Con artist, strangle! Pigtails look nuts ;) Imagination over flows: Dolls over for tea. Young brides in white clothes. Teddy dances... so free! Daddy's little Princess no longer shall be me. Doesn't matter any less, A Queen shall I be! |
| Why Lord? Why Lord? I am nothing and I do not deserve it. You are everything, You did not deserve it. Why Lord? Why should you suffer While I go free? I do not understand it, But, Oh Lord, I thank Thee. Why Lord? I am a sinner, and You are perfect. I thank You, Because You did not deserve it. |
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| Run!!!!!!! *time to go home... :( |
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| Be Smarter than the Packaging It jumped, It pumped, It bumped, the can. It slashed, It crashed, It smashed, The Spam. |
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| It slowly fell to the ground, like a soft, gentle feather caught in a summer breeze..... .......no it didn't........ ....I lied..... |
| Emotions are blind Be careful No You two look so cute together Kiss him I love you I lust you No Everyone is biest I want to be happy Kiss him kiss him No Why kiss him kiss him kiss him I'm stupid Why did I... I'm sorry I don't want to get into your business I want out I'm biest Stuck Everyone is biest No Emtions are blind. |
| Stuck in a cloud The dark mass swallowing me whole I can't find my way out I can't find my way in I'm stuck andyou don't care I'm stuck but I don't know where Help me There is no light and I am lost |
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| -Echoes of Shadows and Wind- Unwanted memories swarm her thoughts Echoes of lost feelings Things ther were never there Some how managed to come. She did not ask for them Winds blowing another, a different, way But they come without invitation Cofusion lining this path She screams for mercy She fights for freedom But all she finds is wind She doesn't want these thoughts She doesn't want these shadows She won't ever give. They pull her down, muffle her sounds And yet she continues to fight She can't, she won't, give in to the lie. It can't be anything but. The hot rush of tears come, Fighting hot tears come And the echoes don't back down The shadows grow longer On her knees, head bent in wear The wind pushes back her hair The shadows shrink, they aren't so big anymore The light has started to shine. The winds are familiar, Not so harsh anymore But still the echoes are there. The fight is done, The battle is done. But the war will never be over. |
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