It is difficult to decide what is truly great.
That is, until you see it.
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All I can say is,
those that don't understand me, don't understand themselves.
On a whim, I checked my peripheral vision
and found a fire breathing angel riding a dragon.
"You couldn't help me."
- No one will ever say that to me.
windows moving
She burns to ashes
a flash that ails me
And in the night, shines bright
a totem of humanity
Alive with our eyes closed
and speaking without voices
telling one tale
once and twice are our choices.
Writings of a city
of a place
of a time
full of grace
buring embers
amongst the cinders
obvious,
in their snow covered Decembers
Pointing at the blue moon in the night sky
past a mocking cloud the wind moves aside
Savor ten moments and tears of those who've cried
The blackbird was gleaming white the whole time.
We were just too ignorant to see, because it was cast in shadow.
Often, I have nothing to say.
Fortunately, it gives me the opportunity to listen.
And with his last dying breath, spoke the words,
"don't let this ruin you."