So many straight jackets tied tightly around who we
really are
Smiles mask invisible frowns
Lonely hearts beat lonely beats waiting to be found
Wishing they could scream out set me free
Silence being their only sound
Take a chance , untie those strings tied tight
Remove the mask and scream
Breath
Experience what its like to be Free
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I wrote this piece for the ones holding back , hiding , wishing dreaming
We can always say time passed us by , what could of been will never be
We can walk away , regret , keep quiet
Its a safe place in the dark , in the place where
we cant be hurt or seen
Don't hold your heart still , a heart is meant to beat
Take a chance , it might just be destiny you meet Cynthia
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Mosaic
He is a Mosaic
Sharp in contrast
Shades of bright blue
hazed
Clear and mirrored images
broken bits , heart shaped
Bonded to a strong frame
From a distance plastered pieces
of who he appears to be
Only an illusion
Close examination
reveals he is ever changing
being shaped
smoothed, Growing
filling others rooms with light
my delight
I LOVE HIM
He is valuable to me
A collectors prize
I can only hope I appear similar
in his heart
in his eyes
Shout
Market Street / Belle Vista , Philly
Hangin at a corner cafe
Hot breezy day
Brick buildings dressed in
murals and graffiti tags
Canopies covering fresh fruit
and vegetable stands sway
Tattoo sleeves , artist palette calves
Sharing coffee , stories , smiles, space
Illumination of emotions on each face
International tongues , accents sing through
speech spoken all around
City Workers in big trucks pass by
rattling the ground
cars circle the block trying to find somewhere to
parallel park
Dogs sit with their owners , waging tails , never bark
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