Burlesque Assiciations
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Burlesque floating creatures appear from nowhere. As a solitary shadow caress the air. If I live or die, I just don’t care. The darkness is like the light; it could blind you with the glare

Midnight looms around ther corner as the puppeteer deliver its estellar performance. Hollow eyes hang impressively on the vanity wall. What has the silance done for my vociferous soul?

I long, yearn, and seek. But, know nat me. The pain leaks through the masquerade and love feels like an ingrate. The feet tires underneath the burdensome body as I seek for a consolation prize. Oh, yes; I wish I could fly!

Trapped in the endless web of an infinite labyrinth that lead to profound melancholy. Oh lord, how long shal I be a wonderer? My prayer linger in the air like a menacing karma or a pointed knife. Through trials and sorrow we call life

Panic erase all the above. Perhaps, the recipe is a bit more love but I was born to be free as a dove

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What Causes Pain?
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I sat there transfixed and engrossed by the book I was reading. I had no other intentention than to finish and move on to the next chapter in this play called “real life” My sister, as always, sits across the room indolently and apatheticly as the television rages on her favorite channel. I read laboriously as a solitary tear deaparted my left eye and caress my unsuspecting cheek. All the suddenly I want to cry and interrupt my task. What causes pain behind the mask?; If I might ask

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Thank You Dear God
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Thank you dear God for looking pass my shortcomings and imperfections

I can’t help bu look at you fascination

You are the engine that makes my soul vibrates

Only you, oh Lord, I want to venerate

Because of you, I am not ashame to acknowledge my flaws

Your grace absolved from the laws

You are the pearl of my eyes

You furnished me with the wings so I can fly

All my loneliness is done gone

And behold, here come the sun!

You have the aroma of a thousand blooming flowers

I submit my will to you infinite power