jeramy's blog

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nails in me

crimson down my back

is it love

is it fresh flowers dressed in torn bandages

is it a masquerade of pain

that amounts to longing

not satisfaction

if you love me

bleed me

if u hate me

bleed me

scratch me

nail me to the floor

make me scream

until it only happens in silence

make me tremble

but know that I cannot be broken

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slightly rusted

cogs in a wheel

in a great steam engine

sputtering moistly

shifting through it all

we spray and it grows

where life was before

simple

becomes complex

and we all fly higher

get closer to the great sun

we will rest when it's done

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Love is eternal

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rain softly warm angel

wander openly,

with space for tears

to nourish the ground

time for reflection

to sow the garden

Sails shift for you

as you choose

light glows at your whim

the seed waits

your gaze

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Peace arrives

when you decide

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orange the sky

orange the sky

never before never again

can I win the winless win

I digress

there once was a boy

who lived with his shoes

holding them tightly at night

whispering into there tongues

everything will be allright

but those days are gone

I digress my digressing

the sky the sky

made to light smiles and lift darkness

except when its dark

highway

for me the highway

I have found answers

when questions dissolved

so many cages

so little space

and yet infinity

staring at a brick walll

the world becomes brick

looking at the ocean

all u need is a boat

I am sea worthy

I am the sea

worthy