John Henry Gillin

A petal of a rose
precious, soft and special
protected by thorns
yet always wanted.
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Wish a wish, I wish I might
Might I wish, wish I might
What to Wish - I can not say
Did I wish, you should know.
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I'm sad today, I'll be sad tonight
step by step, I struggle to step
there's no wake in my step
no way to make my way
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darkness creeps through my room
like hands it reaches out and touches me
fingers like knifes it blades pierce my hart
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A pericing screech, A throbbing pain
A scream trying to fight its way out
An image that could be described by Edvard Munch
A sound, a whisper down an empty hallway
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Your my princess, a muse, a friends

I may not be perfect, I may not be rite
- All the time
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Bird why do you stare - from the ground
I'm higher then thee, spread your wings
be strong brave and free
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When I stare, I stare at you
you know this to be true
I dream and wish only for you.
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I sit and wait till you come.
Hurry up and wait.
Sitting in silence, I still wait.
Its now dark and I'm still here.
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My hart gros heavy with anticipation.
Waiting for another encounter.
A call a message - a smile your touch.
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Lately I've been having feelings
Only I don't know what they are
Very rarely can I recall sensation
Even know I can't explain it now.
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