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My Mommy's Arms
My mommy still visits me
When I am lonely or sad
My mommy still visits me
She says she wants to hold me in her arms.
I believe her.
When the sky goes to sleep
When daddy and the lady lock the door,
That's when she comes.
I ask her again and again why I can't remember her
But all she says is that she wants to hold me.
That she wants me to be like her.
She can't hold me like this
She says, but if I do it, she can.
Just drink this, or try that.
It will only hurt for a moment.
I understand what happened, after I had woken
That my mommy took my body
And left it to rot, but kept my soul in her arms.
What a bad body, what a bad daddy.
But what a good mommy, what a good mommy of mine.
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Literature
What am I?
What am I?
What am I when I cling to the sides of another?
What am I when an opinion is more than a morsel?
Is it bad to make someone from a mold,
To judge by looking at the paper, at the cameras?
A new bloomed soul sticks out in a field of grey,
Its identity is hidden, plucked, painted, and put in a vase by the windowsill, only to see the curtain and artificial light.
That is if its stem is not snapped before it gets the chance to spread.
Woe to the flower who blooms under such conditions.
Woe to the one painted and pressed.
We're all the same.
Are we not?
We all smell so sweet.
But what am I in this crowd of poppies, when we all smell so sweet?
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Literature
Fate
A man dressed in black
Wearing a smile there to stay.
That's how I knew I was to die today.
Don't ask me how and don't ask me why,
For if I told you the truth you surely wouldn't believe me.
You'd tattle to mother and say I was batty
Have me locked up, but that's not how it works.
As he smiles, Im sucked into two large round spheres
A window to my soul.
Life confined in chains, tugged like a puppet
By the one they call fate.
Sorry mother, I hate to see you cry
But from what I see, its time to say goodbye
For all it takes it a tug at the string or a change in the wind,
For my first life to stop and my second to begin.
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Literature
The Bag
The Bag
There once was a girl dressed in red,
A bag at her side she did carry
Almost as if to taunt
All agog they sat, staring at that bag
For all that was inside
Was a secret.
What could it be?
Three things did they know.
A vile of ruby red, who’s aroma lingered sweetly
And tickled their noses
And danced around their mind.
Then came a necklace of white,
Which clung to her pale neck,
Texture smooth as porcelain.
Finally, they did see,
As a curiosity came,
A small box, with lock and key.
What could it be?
Once unattended, the bag the girl did leave,
Overtaken with desire,
An urge to know, time set free, lock and key
What could be hiding from me?
A click of cold,
As it crumbled to ashes in my palm.
What could it be?
Inside the bag, I did not get to peek, for in that moment
Cold, pale tendrils, ten in count
Wrapped around my eyes as
The secret came to light.
A smell so divine, was nothing but a friend of mine.
A necklace that shone, was nothing but a string of bone.
And for the box
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My mommy still visits me
When I am lonely or sad

My mommy still visits me
She says she wants to hold me in her arms.

I believe her.

When the sky goes to sleep
When daddy and the lady lock the door,
That's when she comes.

I ask her again and again why I can't remember her
But all she says is that she wants to hold me.
That she wants me to be like her.

She can't hold me like this
She says, but if I do it, she can.
Just drink this, or try that.
It will only hurt for a moment.

I understand what happened, after I had woken
That my mommy took my body
And left it to rot, but kept my soul in her arms.

What a bad body, what a bad daddy.

But what a good mommy, what a good mommy of mine.
What am I?

What am I when I cling to the sides of another?
What am I when an opinion is more than a morsel?

Is it bad to make someone from a mold,
To judge by looking at the paper, at the cameras?

A new bloomed soul sticks out in a field of grey,
Its identity is hidden, plucked, painted, and put in a vase by the windowsill, only to see the curtain and artificial light.

That is if its stem is not snapped before it gets the chance to spread.

Woe to the flower who blooms under such conditions.
Woe to the one painted and pressed.

We're all the same.
Are we not?

We all smell so sweet.

But what am I in this crowd of poppies, when we all smell so sweet?
A man dressed in black
Wearing a smile there to stay.
That's how I knew I was to die today.

Don't ask me how and don't ask me why,
For if I told you the truth you surely wouldn't believe me.
You'd tattle to mother and say I was batty
Have me locked up, but that's not how it works.

As he smiles, Im sucked into two large round spheres
A window to my soul.
Life confined in chains, tugged like a puppet
By the one they call fate.

Sorry mother, I hate to see you cry
But from what I see, its time to say goodbye
For all it takes it a tug at the string or a change in the wind,
For my first life to stop and my second to begin.
The Bag

There once was a girl dressed in red,
A bag at her side she did carry
Almost as if to taunt
All agog they sat, staring at that bag
For all that was inside
Was a secret.

What could it be?

Three things did they know.
A vile of ruby red, who’s aroma lingered sweetly
And tickled their noses
And danced around their mind.
Then came a necklace of white,
Which clung to her pale neck,
Texture smooth as porcelain.
Finally, they did see,
As a curiosity came,
A small box, with lock and key.

What could it be?

Once unattended, the bag the girl did leave,
Overtaken with desire,
An urge to know, time set free, lock and key
What could be hiding from me?
A click of cold,
As it crumbled to ashes in my palm.

What could it be?

Inside the bag, I did not get to peek, for in that moment
Cold, pale tendrils, ten in count
Wrapped around my eyes as
The secret came to light.

A smell so divine, was nothing but a friend of mine.
A necklace that shone, was nothing but a string of bone.
And for the box I did see,
Was nothing
But
The fear in me.

But here I stay and here I lay.
For the truth, has been revealed today.
But with those cold tendrils,
A voice did groan,
“Some secrets are better just left alone.”

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