Flawed

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Because life is not perfect

And I am flawed

I fit right in

Some never see

The beauty, the call

 

An old, broken violin

Repaired and flawed

I do my best

The past sings

And I smile

 

And I play

Poorly

And I smile

You may, but I do not care

 

This broken wood sings

Bowed upon flawed strings

My song and the past sings

Upon forgotten

And broken strings.

 

Stoic.

Beyond Eden

 

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We live our lives,

Things we love

What we know we should not

 

Eden speaks in whispers

We ignore

 

Stay with me,

Don’t let me go

Steps beyond Eden

 

I follow,

I love and fall with you,

Until the end

 

And the price

As Eden speaks

 

And I am still here

As Eden calls.

The Emptying

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Lives are lived in pain

Chastised and often small

Truth profound yet plain

Arising above it all

 

Now there is less past

Thoughts by others drawn

Shards of shadows cast

Cast upon an empty dawn

 

Piece by piece removed

Humility fills the space

Places lies once dwelled

Empty without a trace

 

A journey of one step

Passing through a door

Taken with no regret

Now and ever more

Unspoken

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I try to write what cannot be written

To think what cannot be thought

 

To express what is untouchable

Out of reach and cannot be bought

 

The sense of a dream unexamined

Slipping through memories veil

 

Fingers grasp when awake

But in words this life must fail