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Bethany Maxwell

Soldier's Letter

Dear Ma,
It's been two years and i am still up here in
front.
My buddies say that it'll be over soon but now I just don't know if I agree or not. It's not the sam at christmas without you and your stuffing.
At night I stand at my post and look at the sky, and wonder if we're still under te same stars. do you really think such aweful tings will ever fade?
I saw my friend get sot today.
Does that make my black with sin?
I heard my daughter was born today.
Does she have my smile? Does she laugh like my father?
I heard he died today, my father.
Does he know I love him, more than ever? Does he know I follow in his footsteps with pride?
I am gonna go now mama.
Can you see my face in your dreams? Can you hear my tired voice?
I am gonna go meet god now.
Do I look ok in my new blood red tux? Do you think he will invite me in? Do you think he still loves me after all i have seen?
I love you mama.
Will you kiss my sisters head for me? Will you give my wife a shoulder to cry on? Will you hold my daughter as you once held me?
It's been two years now, and I'm finally leaving the front.

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Truth

They fall through time as a leaf from a tree
Trees so green
Green as life, green as death, as the souls
Souls that are lost, lost forever

Forever in time forever in truth
Truth that shall not be spoken
Spoken by only those who know the truth
Truth that only they know, only they see

See through their eyes, listen through their ears
Ears that have heard the truth, that hold it in their hands
Hands so cold, so hard from truth from hope
Hope that they have lost

Lost as a shell in the sea, the sea of truth
Truth that flows in all of us, everyone
everyone who stands in the shower of faith
Faith that some have lost, some gain

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Breaking Free

The heat begins as the movement starts,
Two bodies, two hearts,
One place, one dream,
The sweat becoming a steady stream.

One against the other skin pressed,
Their bodies together, both undressed,
Together they move, together they feel,
Both wondering how this feeling could be so real.

They lay together fingers raoming, tracing,
Bodies steady, minds racing,
Bothe wanting, both longing.
The feelings so vivid, the so taunting.

Lips roam over features, memorizing turns, dips, taste.
Bodies tangled together, hands laced,
Breathing so uneaven, yet so right.
Together they stay, through the long night.

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A Single Candle/Death Herself

A single flame lights her face
The face of death
A single candle holds her fears
The fears of death

Her hands clasped anrond their souls
The souls of the dead
She feeds of their screams
The screams of the dead

Her legs lay bellow her
Bellow death
Her black gown over her body
The body of death

Her chest rises and falls with her breath
The breath of death
Her cloak drawn over her long flowing jet hair
The face of death

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As Sorrow Leads

You walk in the door no one does anything
Your walk to your room without a word
They say nothing
Their silence is the wound, it is the sword

You take the knife from your table
You slit you wrists and watch the blood drip
They wouldn't help even if they were able
They would just smurk and curve their lip

The blood slowly drips to your bed
This is where sorrow has led
For tomorrow you will be dead

Your eyes search for answers, they look deep
The knife shines red, as you turn it
Tonight you will forever sleep
The room is lightly lit

Tomorrow will never come

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Lingers

The rain is gone,
It's pitter patter silent,
It's accompaniment of thunder quiet,
It's ensemble of lightning dark,
but the smell still lingers.

The soft breeze carries the scent,
A cool night with damp grass,
The animals hide in dry brush,
The people tucked away at home,
The air thick with the weight of silence,

The thunder once so loud and startling,
Now distant and still moving further,
The lightening once so bright and threatening,
Now a distant glow that illuminates the horizon,
The storm has passed.

And like the rain,
you are gone for now,

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Senses of Christmas

One day a year sights and sounds combine into one,
As people sing of love and joy,
As lights flash and music rings.
On this day people join,
Family joins family,
Friends join friends.

Lights shine like a light from heaven,
And the snow falls covering the world with a white sheet of wonder,
Peoples eyes glisten with joy and faith,
Children open presents smiles wide and eyes like candy.
The faces bright with hope,
Of years that past and years that come.

A feast is set that would be fit for a king,
Turkey and Ham cook and become ready to eat,
Everyone waiting for the time to eat,
And everyone joins hands areound the table,
Giving thanks to everything they have,
As they continue with their celebration of family and love.

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Talent

Have you ever felt like you can't do anything?
Or maybe, more, you can't do anything well?
LIke everything you do is just to par,
No steep above anyone,
And always a step behind the next.

Pen against paper,
Just turns words and thoughts into something expected,
Paint against canvas,
Just turns colors into an elementary picture.
Setting to work with expectations, only to have them broken.

Or maybe even you do something well,
Or are told that you do,
And all of a sudden it, too, becomes par.
A mundane activity that changes no minds, nor lives,
Neither impresses, nor leaves impressions.

This is how I feel,
Torn apart by everything I do,

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The Memory Of Suicide

I sit and think of the moment I shall have
The moment I leave this place to find what is truely mine
The moment I will soon have

I sit and think of the pain, the joy
Of watching myself go, as if in a dream
The moment I stop being time's toy

I sit and I wait for it to come; the freedom, the passion
As I watch the blood fall so red, so heavenly
The cuts and scars are my fassion

I sit and I stair in the eyes of death as life comes to an end
I shall be free, I shall have all I want
And then for you I shall send

Feel the breath of suicide
See it's face
Love it, charish the memory, suicide

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Forest Of Souls

The path was dark and shadowed,
They walked as their children followed.

Through the forest to the feild,
For time they shall not yeild.

Lost souls on their paths to fate,
As the reach eternals gate.

The path was dark and shadowed
They walked on as their children followed

The darkness is overcoming
As if to bow before what they are becoming.

They walk with their eyes ahead,
with nowhere to go but where they are lead.

They walk with family, with lovers,
As the mist lightly huvers

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