Tag Archives: Lyretry

Once Captured

She is but one. The moon-the sun. Twirling around. Never touching the ground. A crisis averted. Her mind asserted. To me, one with touch. Not given to such. Holding on tight. And try as she might. The one that stands … Continue reading

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One In The Same

If the greatest trick the Devil ever pulled. Is convincing the world he didn’t exist. Then who is the one telling us all. We had better resist. The battle between good and evil. Is happening every day. If you look … Continue reading

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Pondering My Senses

Existing consciously. Falling helplessly. Attempting to understand. On a stage so grand. A pinpoint in time. What can we hope to find? A speck in space. Decisions made in haste. What feel, touch, and imagine. Which is more real the … Continue reading

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Forever Now

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Lost Love

As I stood, she spoke. Her words hit hard. And then I awoke. A moment caught off guard. It had been so many years. Since last, I had seen her. All the happiness -All the old fears. A peeling of … Continue reading

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This Old Love

The final scene approaches. As we walk to the door. Everybody reaches. Wanting for more. The night is not ours. To run out and play. With only the light of the stars. Showing us the way. Yet we turn, and … Continue reading

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The Cracking Of The Ice

The moment has come and gone, still, it persists. I’ve tried to forget-I’ve tried to resist. The ice is calling me again. Its voice never ends. That faint memory of death. Taken in slowly with each and every breath. The … Continue reading

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