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The tightening cage withinStanding on the edge with a view onto, Nothing, Hands clenched in fists of rage, My body locked and I feel, Caged. The wild animal within, Hearing the wind, Feeling, Natures breath. To hear the call from what is, Wild. A call to flight, A call to arms. Calling, Calling me to, Cage, Cage, Horrid cage. Why must I view such a wasteland of, Despair; Yet hear the calling wind. The sweet sweet song of, A memory not my own; Ancient. Free.The tightening cage within
I will break this cage. I will run wild. I wi
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My Bleeding HeartMy bleeding heart, Beats its tune, In time to a rhythm, Like a thunders boom.My Bleeding Heart
Bleeding to a beat, And beating in time, It beats and it bleeds, This heart of mine.
An empty ocean, Inside my chest, Bar a bleeding heart, That will not rest.
So it beats its rhythm, Its bleeding tune, As I hope my dreams, May somehow come true.
by ~Jonas86
Crying today awayCry it away, Lay down alone, Hope for tomorrow, And today to be gone.Crying today away
Let the tears roll on down, As they wash away cares, Let go of the words, That brought with them your fears.
A dark moon is nigh, Let it hide all the pain, Wrapping you up, From the day that has been.
Lay down in the night, Lay down alone, Lay down tonight, Hope tomorrow will come.
by ~Jonas86
Without the Apple TreeStanding upon the mountain, almost knee high in snow. Standing before a gnarled old tree, the wind curling around my body, tugging at my cape like the hands of a child. Through the wind and the cold, tears still ran down my face. Reaching out a gloved hand, running fingers across the contours of the bark, so old, and lacking in the life that was once there, that was once so alive and that is no longer. A sigh escaped blue lips, sorrow for times lost, and then a gasp from behind a rock.Without the Apple Tree
“Come out child. Tell me why you are here.”
A youthful set of eyes watching from behind a rock emerged, followed by a nose
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