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Let me take you to a beautiful heart,
Though her soul and body have bleed,
Perhaps what has made her so sweet,
Is from all the tears she has shed.
Forged from fire and pain,
She had trusted the hammer that hit her,
Yet still she is here and willing,
To give you what she has in her.
The love for those around her is untainted,
How I wish others could be so pure,
She hate not from others rage,
And asks for friendship to answer.
What a beautiful soul she has,
But the worst happens to the best of us,
So please give her at least some reprieve,
And give her the best you can.
Though her soul and body have bleed,
Perhaps what has made her so sweet,
Is from all the tears she has shed.
Forged from fire and pain,
She had trusted the hammer that hit her,
Yet still she is here and willing,
To give you what she has in her.
The love for those around her is untainted,
How I wish others could be so pure,
She hate not from others rage,
And asks for friendship to answer.
What a beautiful soul she has,
But the worst happens to the best of us,
So please give her at least some reprieve,
And give her the best you can.
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Fallen
When I was little, I held my hands up
and there was always a bigger pair
there to pick me up, raise me up
Dark and cold both accumulate near the ground
but I had found
a path to heaven, now forgotten
as the earth turns 'round;
So overcome by confusion, how...?
I can't cast my demons out
one devil still pulls me down
off the earth and off my gentle cloud
I lay upon the ground,
bloodied, broken, beaten down
and lament my fate, silenced now
He recalls his immoralities as if
they were someone else's little slips
and though his words have scarred me
much deeper than any knife or whip
he parades through town, a man, a god
going on about life as
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notesleep
playing my emphases like harp strings
your voice smokes thru the oaken bramble
pour a carbonated apology, a sun-stained
mile marked envelope, two ill-fitted birds,
hands small holes right before a rush of river
what it feels like being swallowed from the outside
crushing rings into truth serum, pretend
to be out of tune with that deception
I have been unable to parse my own persona
a pink cotton voice I remember thru the phone
I remember because it formed me into a granary
one crop after another of patriarchal idioms
whisper my secrets so softly into a glint of red hair
a saucer-eyed lace pattern cut into pine paper
I practice radical self lo
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On The Threshold of Creation
Daughter of Hecate,
I was born upon the threshold
of one year and the next:
a tiny earthen creature,
awash in a sea of stars.
Too late did I remember
Capricorn is the goat with
the tail of a fish,
and perhaps my legs were never meant
to tread upon the earth.
I've heard tell
that Saturn is the harshest master,
and will never be satisfied
by words alone.
In the beginning I was sure-footed
as the goat who glitters in stars above me,
ideas sprung full-grown from my head,
as Athena born from Zeus
Too late do I recall
that prophecy foretold,
Zeus' own creation
would surpass even him.
I'm still trying to puzzle out
whether my own creation
will
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This poem is for one of my friends, 
. Alas, I know little about her real life, but this is what I'm assuming from the stories and poetry. There is one thing she is without a doubt, she is a wonderful person.
I was going to upload this on Christmas, but I decided to do it earlier.
. Alas, I know little about her real life, but this is what I'm assuming from the stories and poetry. There is one thing she is without a doubt, she is a wonderful person. I was going to upload this on Christmas, but I decided to do it earlier.
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Thank you so very much 
It is so beautiful 
I absolutely love it! You are such a dear and sweet friend 
I shall treasure this always.
It is so beautiful I absolutely love it! You are such a dear and sweet friend I shall treasure this always.