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Oh yes, did you hear about the time … how often can we, separate one moment from another, stretch away from that time, to now quickly embrace, today, or was it yesterday, felt better than before, gave credence to wanting more, until last night, when it all hit home, the shadows, the memories, the crack…




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Then,The concept of love eluded me.I thought I could mold him,Into the person I wanted him to be,But that isn’t love. He told me it would just take time,That in the end everything would be fine,But it wasn’t. Later,You didn’t ask for my love,You asked for my friendship.That was something I knew I could give,And…




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We haven’t a wall, a transparent existence rules our lives, I can see you, my eyes indicate an occasional anxiety, it’s when I miss you, just by a moment, when little time allows any clarification.   Forever inside a dream, perhaps there is a truth in knowing, reality is often bypassed, when our lives, in…




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I’ve been looking for you ever since my big head has made its way into this world – Big brains come with big dreams. You were always out of my reach, A big wild threat above my head Teasing me mercilessly Leading me in circles. Isolated among gray crowds I’ve wandered, Looking for comfort in…




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Jul 25

Sunday Best

Smile for the camera,Put on your Sunday best.Except the other days,You need a rest. Late nights and bad choices,Thinking you’re in the clear,But don’t you hear the voices? In the darkness you hide,But they know what’s really inside. Compliments to her face,Behind her back,She’s a disgrace. Just because you wear your Sunday best,Doesn’t make you…




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Music is a part of me,The same as any other part.Music is in the way I hear you talk,It is in my movements as I walk. I hear music in the morning song of the birds,And in the articulated syllables of your words.I hear music in the late night chorus of critters,And in your laughter…




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Ideas and memories of you,Swirl around in my head,Distorting reality, altering the past. Where did it all go wrong? So many years wasted,As we grew up and apart,Loving you, hating you. So vague is our life together,That I often wonder, Was it even real? -Dee Clark Follow me on Instagram: @allscrawlwritesRead more on my Blog: https://allscrawl.blogspot.com/




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I often feel caught between two worlds, the functional and the visual. As an engineer, it is easy to put faith in the known. Finding success in repetition, I tend towards the tried and true. Somewhere within the monotony, my soul aches for spontaneity. Kicking into overdrive, my logical side gets busy assessing the risks.…




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You Gave me your Shes When I Needed a Pair A short poem by Dee Clark I had no shoes, So you lent me yours. You walked barefoot, On the dirty floor. He laughed. You lent me your shoes, When you didn’t need to, He was supposed to. Still he wonders, Why I chose you.…




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It’s a quiet day Not much to do So I sit with the stillness And think about you You’re gone now Over the mountain Left for the city Where gold is a fountain We want different things It’s happiness you seek I’d rather have peace Finding Humble and Meek It’s not pathetic It’s not a…