heal thyself (1)

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I must stand
Born under some mandate
To remain flexed at the ready 
But for this 

As I am organic
Cracking apart, waning with each moment
I cannot stay
Staid

For this story
And to tell it
With due care and congeniality 
I must sit

Flame

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 Invite me to listen
To all you believe
I’ll sit proper 
Hoping to hear, but knowing I won’t 
How what’s in your heart spilled out to the streets
We’ll toast to your voice and I’ll take my leave

Talk with me though
On all that you know
How you held the grey captive
Extending your hand -healed it 
I’ll ask you to speak slow, I’ll stay at your feet
My heart your tent of gold

Chipped Cups

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 These melting hearts
The few of us have
That cannot escape the moment
Without uttering yes

The self-proclaimed wise
Tsk, tsk us and say
I’ve a number for you
They’ll fix it all up

The think’d wiser-still
Warn, no one can save you
And you’re weak
If you hope for who’d try

Let us tell what we’ve found
No call, no warn’ will we heed
For the hand and the kiss
Of a Friend, it helps heal