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Little kitty don't be blue

Come with me and I'll treat you

To fish,to milk,perhaps a mouse

You can run around the house

Freely,gracefully and such

In return I do not ask for much

Just that you let me pet you

That you sleep by me,true

Order keep and mice catch here

Not let me be blue or be with fear

Not to leave me alone when my angel departs

Stopping my connection to the arts

And driving me into shadowy sorrow

Yet if you stay,till but tommorow

I can regain my inner flame

Without it I'm not the same

I feel much pain and sorrow too

My inspiration,I need you

Like many others of my art

Or in the ideal which I inhabit,fimbles

I find my inspiration mostly or in part

In glasses,mugs or little thimbles

Red for longing and for passion

Gold for somber deep reflection

Rainbow for an idyllic phrase as is the fashion

Blue for sorrow and deeper introspection

Though my favorite is the darker

Variety which calls to my soul,my blood

It gives my mind a marker

Through which my fantasies can flood

Pour onto the page as inky tears

Drying and preserving my aches,loves and fears

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Madenn
00:46 Dec 25 2013

like this one as well i wish i can write like you.

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We saw eye to eye

you and I

once



But now we hate one another

We're poison,just like a cobra's bite

And every night we miss each other

But when we meet we're cold and bitter

Shadows mask our light



"Are you well?",I ask,holding back tears

"I'm fine",you answer,feeding my fears

Yet I hear your breath catch and your lips quiver

I can feel the heat between us,like a fever

Spreading through us as we sit,polite ice statues melting inside



We seem nothing serious to a passer by

They see us as distant people sharing a meal

Yet I see your lips clench,hear your breath catch,see you cry

unseen tears,and I can feel

How I hurt and all I want to say

is come back,come back,without you I see no day

If only we wouldn't steal

Each other's life,each others soul

Yet all our pleasantries a toll

Put upon us we sit in silence and now our pain

Will never find release

Or certain semblance of peace



"I'm late,M",you say to me

"I'm late too,E",I say to you

"Till next we meet,merci"

oh why,oh why did you leave me?

Why did I let you walk away?

Now both of us are stuck in neverending gray



Not night or day we meet,but in the dusk

Before the moon has risen and the sun is but a husk