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The color codebegging for the hour to hurrythe boy and his dark little soulwant to get up and leave. I swear lover,the night still bleedsI can clearly see that pretty place,it’s all I’ll ever havethe crimson leavesplaced in colored vases. Maybe this is our better placeGod knows I’ve prayed enoughdamn, heavy sippingthe new, surely are…

Through the veil of treesthis is our comfort place,and as strange as it seemsI know I can help youcome run with me. Through thick and heavy wordswant drips from the mouthburied in those good Ol’ dayswhen we kissed all freely. Let words come crashing downdon’t get all caught upthinking how it’ll work out. We’re here…

Standing on this platform,I must admit,I’m impressed by one of youyou’ve read almost every poem. The hours inside daysI’ve been on your mindtrying to unravelexactly why all this truly matters. Just words, I beg to be differentbecause I am in lovestanding on this platformlooking back at all of youfrom all over the world. The good…

There from the startshe’ll try anythingto find her way in the hive. By birthright, she’s the one,a chosen giver,there to give us life. She has her protectorswith one solitary thoughtguard the Queen Bee. Her private army will swarm to protect hersworn never to leave her side. Against all good reason,she longs to perform her favorite…

This is the start,the spotlight hour,let the questions be asked. From the first until the lastlet’s let answerstrigger the complicated feelings. Want versus the needshe is here to danceto fill our lives. There is a depth in wordsthat make perfect senseonly she understands. There are certain meaningsfrom underneath this lightthe girl has perfect balance. Tiptoeing…