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In The Poetic Storm


In the middle of everyone that comes to me says to me they want to see.

Tells me that I need to believe.

How fast can these wounds heal?

How can you allow the hurt to settle deep by unspoken words that fate was allowed to seal?

I swear by mouth one day you will hear the words you never thought I'd say.

You never thought I would, therefore maybe I'll remember that maybe I'm stronger than I first thought I could.

My wants differ from he whom shall never remember the day.

When silence brings through tears of what I believed you'd never say.

Imperfect words spoken within a shaky voice.

Am I ready to make the choice?

Gamble with life, hit the lottery while replies mean nothing to me?

Until the show brings out the love of my long ago leave.

Comes to me when I've rebelled against the things asked not to do.

As Venus enters Capricorn in the hours you'll never forget "I Love You."

In waits the time of what lover's secrets must be met in fate.

Destiny pulls the alignment of planets together the two different beings to speak upon the love we must state.

In the middle of everone that comes to me...

Hear me say "Silence took me away, to remember the day, I thought I'd never see."

Emotions in the Poetic Storm.

Long before, the center of everyone, I never before seen the day come so few are giften to see.

There-in the rememberance of healing by the one before me in perfect form.

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