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The hurt inside is breaking Razor sharp shards of a soul Careening about, tearing me apart Now lying forever in limbo I hope it was worth it

Ominous silence Thin-filmed sweat Glinting blades Twin wires Decided fate Solo journy Snip, boom?

Lofty dreams of repose Sintilating aromatic vapors capturing my senses Scant sights of emerald oculars Cracking stone about pulsating heart Slewing obsidian beasts of nefariority

A piece of paper, a blank sheet before me. A ballpoint pen is held in my hand ready for my thoughts to spill out in smooth inky curves. I ready myself and try to begin like I always do, the first line popping into my head with the rest following after. Thoughts run through my mind than disappear like a poof a smoke, leaving me numb and vacant. I blink and try again, but the words won\'t come. I review my information, glance over the notes and still.. nothing comes. I have all the elements to write and yet none of the inspiration. My brain seems to malfunction. It does not cooperate. I leave it.. and give myself time away from it thinking that

Glimmering through the lukewarm clouds, Waves of astounding sunlight flutter down to earth, Kissing away the lurking phantom shadows, Brought in from the encasing darkness of night before, The golden shower dances through fields and valleys, Coaxing the sleepy blooms to awaken, And stretch their petals forth into the morn, While owls return to their peaceful slumber, Wrapping my body in warmth and safety, My heart feels loneliness no more, Since this birth of a new day, Is heaven\'s brilliant masterpiece.

He stands Poised at the opposite end of the arena A grim look of determination Invades his stoney face Narrowed eyes fixed haughtily apon his opponent Knowing that it all comes down to this He glances briefly at his sister Watching with gritted teeth And a hand resting on the handle of her leather whip He gives her a reassuring nod With the slight tilt of his head As he focuses his gaze once more on the enemy A snarl curls his lip His hand flickers at the worn hilt of his longsword The battle commences

The dampened twilight Casts an ominous glow about thee As threads of silvery moonlight Seep through leafy branches And dance apon they pallid cheek A gentle touch of your fingertips Sets my heart aflame While they slide slowy down my forearm And thy fingers entertwine The wafting breeze stirs your hair While brilliant eyes of umber Stare deep into my soul Bringing forth my neverending love and passion As my eyes shimmer Night enshrouds us with its cloak And you bring me into your arms once again

Shotgun pellets whizzing around One implants inside my arm Blood runs instantly down Burning like a hot poker Not that I\'ve ever felt one He still shoots that gun Wait... he\'s reloading Now\'s my change to run Over the fence and into the car Then I\'ll be free and from him far But my arm won\'t help me over the chainlink It dangles limply beside Good thing my other arm\'s strong Hitched over the fence I run towards my Ford at the end of the lot But, he\'s not far behind.. My Nike\'s hit the pavement With a quick-paced \'smack, smack. smack\' His footsteps are slower and heavier with a methodical Dull \'thud, thud, thud\

As the angels kiss his delicate cheek To make sure his journey upwards is safe A mother\'s tear falls slowly to his hand As the moniter shrills a flatline which Is now turned off by the sorrowful nurse While the father turns from the loss of his only son Angels lead his departing soul to be reborn With the sunrise of the next morn.

Throughout the vastness of the world Sits a little rainbow on top of The North Pole Waiting to cascade its brilliant light To warm our souls Like as God Himself threw His colorful thoughts down From the heavens above To remind us of our lives And how fast they will be gone When we forget and not live how we fantasize Life to be The little rainbow peeps in and out And may not have treasure at the end But it will shine in our hearts Long after its departure