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Gypsy Aurora Musings

where the streetlights become stars and fireflies ignite the night

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Overcoming Fear

Painful Demons

Demons facing Daughters Dancing daunting in the dark Shadows Skulking and lingering Lost hearts searching for Healing Hoping one day The dawn will come and clear Her heavy heart And the burdens won't Beat her down for any more Days... Continue Reading →

Meeting Destiny

Standing in front of my destiny For so long it felt like deja vu Have I been here before? I seem to recognize you But in that foggy way Where you don't really want to say anything For fear it's... Continue Reading →

Rebirth of Language

I walk alone wandering trying to heal Not understanding the language of the world around me But continuing to try to translate Crumbling Confusion Creates Chaos But I find courage to continue Stronger than before Most times... Even sometimes unwilling... Continue Reading →

A Daughter’s Worth

A doll house A play house Where all too real stories are acted out By children who don't realize The adults want them to censor What their little ears have heard and little eyes have seen Before relaying those seemingly... Continue Reading →

Taking Time

Time runs fine away like grains of sand thru my hand I cannot catch it and control it any better than the waves are able to on the beach The words allude my pen and are the mistress of moments... Continue Reading →

A new tomorrow

Don't touch me I've done things I said I wouldn't do again My head has gone places I said I wouldn't go again I can't do this Don't touch me I've cried tears of pain Of love Of caring Of... Continue Reading →

Home

When coming home to familiar places they aren't familiar faces and even the buildings have now changed but the streets are the same ones you knew so some how, some HOW it still seems familiar Even though nothing in your... Continue Reading →

The Good Life

Every step I take leads me to you Closer and closer although often with wreckless abandon Falling head over feet, no rhyme or reason But merely moving closer Tripping stumbling falling Getting back up, more sure of myself each time... Continue Reading →

The Point Between You & I

I do not want to begin where you left off A tiny pink rose A small splash of pink paint Colour on your nails to hide behind Not showing your burdens to the world Pain searing those close to you... Continue Reading →

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