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waking.
By Six-Out
breathe.
I tell myself
as I sit-
beating stars from my arms
in un-struck chords
of discontent.
I realize
that harmony doesn't come easy.
so I dodge sleep
like it's just a watered down
version of death.
in hopes that
the sky keeps burning
just a bit brighter.
and in breaking
I find
peace.
so I piece myself together
when eyes close
and the sky
it falls
like rain.
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Copyright 2010 Jon Rodgers
Published on Tuesday, January 26, 2010.
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On Thursday, April 5, 2018, sIo
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wrote:
Stripping the fibers of my heart away and I need them to be ash.
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A former member wrote:
i love the fact that it's short but still gives a good message.
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On Monday, July 19, 2010, Karmadreams
(10) wrote:
beautifully sad... a few lines gave me shivers, and I was thinking, you might as well have described the way I feel some days. Kudos xx
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On Thursday, May 13, 2010, Gray Vision
(425) wrote:
I'm learning, everytime I read works on here I get ideas, this was a great for me. Keep adding your unique spices to poetry, thanks again.
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On Monday, April 5, 2010, Dei
(665) wrote:
Your words will forever haunt me like no poet before you. You are immortal.
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A former member wrote:
This gave me a restless yet content feeling , great piece thank you for sharing . peace
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A former member wrote:
Nice Jon... such a wonderful peice of art. You amaze me with your style. It is so wonderful and full of life. Thank you for sharing. =)
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A former member wrote:
feels like coming undone, a restless yearning.. waiting for what.. sleep? it's come and gone...
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On Tuesday, January 26, 2010, Dilated View
(583) wrote:
Gah well damn man. That last stanza really drove this dagger home for me.
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