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They had the perfect recipe Or maybe so they thought Come one, come all to see This concoction we have bought   A perfect recipe we hold We know just what we need Please just do what you're told And a multitude we'll feed   But when I was added to their mix It was too salty to the taste They worked hard to find a fix But to them, it was a waste  ...

She said my word was beacon A lighthouse A signal for guidance A source of light or inspiration I had never considered myself as this For so many years I had been the wayward ship, tossed by the waves I thought of all the storms in my life The dark nights The times I was caught in dense fog so thick I never thought I would see clearly again I thought of those who stood...

I heard the news that we were at war With a concerned thought, I walked out the door I walked down the street and made my stop At my favorite little coffee shop The shop was familiar, cozy and warm It had games and books to keep me informed As I sat with my coffee, as I always do I could hear my friend crying, but it was all out of view I started to...

How long this season Living in the tombs Dark thoughts are legion Can You this life exhume? Broken chains, but no freedom Cutting with stones to consume Torment from demons Crying out to the moon He sees the reason I assume This pain won't weaken I face my doom He offers freedom Can new life bloom? Sent to deletion Demons consumed Now through the region My story illumes He is the reason I am not...

What quiet is this That whispers to my soul? It reaches to heal my wounds But my longings strive to keep them concealed How dark is the sky That brings this emptiness to my thoughts This void still lingers Like sleeplessness on a stormy night This love continues to haunt my memory I run from the waters that promise to restore my soul For if I were to drink I would surely drown