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Best Poems From
JESSY LIZ
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Immortality and the Space Between Dreams
In a world where nothing's as it seems
The space between we and our dreams
Grows more vast each passing day
We're forced to watch them drift away
And in the night between the days we lay our minds to rest
Praying only that we wake, a lighter weight upon our chests
We fold our hands through gritted teeth
And ask from this to be relieved
Then thrust our weight upon a land
Sinking beneath us like the quickest sand
And away from this world we'll surely fall
Knowing we were always wrong
And in this lie our dreams, they speak
Awakening us to a blinding peak
Where we have landed, tried but true
Immortal now through our youth
Looking forward back at us
Is life just as it always was
Now we, now wise, see at once
We may have missed our only chance.
Jessy Liz
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In Liberation
Damn me to these chains
May I never walk again
Take away my strength
And in shadows may you win
Take away my pride
Make me bitter with deceit
Set my visions aflame
And engulf me in your heat
Strip my heart
Of all it had
And sigh as you find
Only cobwebs instead
Then in my eyes
While weak and fiending
Seek out a glimpse
Of life proceeding
Though lacking breath
And respiration
I will rise
In liberation
Jessy Liz
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Indolent Skyline
Indolent skyline, sinking with sadness
Peaked at a grey, dull sign of madness.
Even the stars seem carelessly bright;
Perched atop the city on a cold, grey night.
Headlights peek inside our windows
As for once we don't care to see them.
And in the backseat of a quiet night
We become more than we were in the light.
Jessy Liz
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Infinite
Take my hand, you can trust me.
I can feel it- that lust for ecstasy.
Close the door, its so damn late.
And theres no time to vindicate.
Follow me now up these stairs-
Long, dark hallway to anywhere.
Youve got a lust for magic there inside
And this night is wicked, but glorified.
Lets just say it- no, we dont have to
Touch says enough when its impromptu.
So take my hand, lets spend the night
And we can become infinite.
Jessy Liz
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