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Mandy Leah

Mandy Leah

Moments of Sanity

Nothing quite brings
me back to you
like remembering
that you’re there
this is all
so stupid
it could never work
reality sets in
like some dreamworld
we painted wonderful
pictures in our heads
time = distance
wash them away
what is real
real anything
real moments they too
are only memories
create them
as we will
or as we want
change them even after
but they only
ever were –then

Autres oeuvres par Mandy Leah...
Ficton

She tried to climb out slow but her love for a man was quickening her journey the little man with the purple gui… was playing her song
Melting in the Morning Sun

This morning I’ve woke awoke with almost
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She's in love with the boy...

Never thought I could feel this what you do to me what you’ve done to me Turned my world upside down
With New eyes...

I was worried about him Whether or not
Snow Storms

I was running To catch the horse In the snow From the bus I jumped into
When everything seems like a bad dream, go to sleep

You know realizing that I’m so beyond or maybe that I think I am beyond is the problem... I don’t really know, because I’m living it, so relax... I’m going to figure it out... I hope......
When the Smoke Settled I was the only one with the Gun

Today my day to do anything I wanted
Glossolalia...we all might appreciate talking in tongues...being a water-lapper ...a healer of wounds...a food conveyor....a register of tastes ...a texture sensor...and a wetequivelent of a dog's handshake...filled with the holy, holy fukcning spirit...y

Let’s get real... The strangers that look like brothers & sister on the end of the bar...
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Provocative Performer

Not a Monet... Can’t repeat never the same scene nigh will
Breaking Down, Brick by Brick

Your diluting how I feel All these questions all this applied distance
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Orbiting

I search for the everlasting circle the diamond on my ring the prize
Serendipity & scent of my desire...

There was Something So surreal About Washing
Half-Night Howls

Seeds of hope I hear those words on late night TV
Motorcycle Madness

Riding fast she paid no attention broken mirrors it wasn’t there it was in the half left shield she noticed, it was her, it was her face, deep lines
If you can't make up your mind, we'll never get started...

As the smoke lingered on her lips she wondered....of her lover where his words true? Did he mean the things he spoke of… Could it be real, could it be true…



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