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The smoke signals arise
They drift lazily up into the sky
Merely a clever disguise.
He draws a line in the sand.
Tan pebbles being pushed aside.
Then he reaches for my hand.
Oh! The symphony, the sound…
The most cleverly, orchestrated brilliance
Of a mind being torn down…
A soft caress on piano keys
An unmatched freedom of soul
A heart untamed on wild seas.
I long for this…
A yearning that has not be laid to rest
For as I stand now, who I am, is all I shall ever be.
Whole, healthy, beautiful for the entire world to see…
And to tear me apart?
I should perish the thought.
Cast it from my mind into the fiery depths of whatever hell awaits the wicked…
And yet…
And yet,
They linger…like a line in the sand or smoke signals on a cloudless day.
They drift lazily up into the sky
Merely a clever disguise.
He draws a line in the sand.
Tan pebbles being pushed aside.
Then he reaches for my hand.
Oh! The symphony, the sound…
The most cleverly, orchestrated brilliance
Of a mind being torn down…
A soft caress on piano keys
An unmatched freedom of soul
A heart untamed on wild seas.
I long for this…
A yearning that has not be laid to rest
For as I stand now, who I am, is all I shall ever be.
Whole, healthy, beautiful for the entire world to see…
And to tear me apart?
I should perish the thought.
Cast it from my mind into the fiery depths of whatever hell awaits the wicked…
And yet…
And yet,
They linger…like a line in the sand or smoke signals on a cloudless day.
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Wow...your writing is so beautiful, I'm starting to run out of words to describe how I feel when I read your poems. Such vivid imagery, and skillful use of words.