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Child of the Sky; Daughter of the Universe.
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Transformed

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HopeMartin in Stream of Consciousness
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No place like home

When I have nightmares I know I'm home. 

In my Gulliver lives my soul. 

Mixed with horror many colors reveal 

I'm not alone my demons are here. 

They hug me

Kiss me 

Play with my fears. 

It's in my nightmares my secrets aren't sealed 

-the ones that'd rot my flesh 'til black ash appeared. 

-the ones that have broken my soul and left scars that can't heal. 

Father forgive me for I have sinned 

and with this pain my dreams bring I need within. 

I mark my heart with colors of the wind 

though it's in my mind where evil wins. 

Welcome to Hell it burns like a bitch. 

There's an intoxicating smell of blood and justice. 

There's no place like home in this eternal abyss. 

I fear no evil for I exist. 

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Prose Challenge of the Week #31: Write a piece of poetry or prose based on this question: Your walls have ears, what do they hear? The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge
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Confined

On the darkest days these walls would hear my exhausted sighs.

Silence would rip apart the space where my heart has cried.

Madness is my mentor and these walls would surely hear me try.

Talking to myself they hear my lies;

I spend too much time complimenting my lack of sanity filled eyes.

And today scattered on the floor lay my mind.

Within the strokes I’m painting not only to pass time.

Each color -every line the blackness inside unbinds.

If the walls could hear what I’m hearing they’d hear my spirit shrieking.

So I resort to picking up a paint brush and painting.

’Cause when my heart kisses the canvas I’m no longer deteriorating.

Daytime dreaming -you see the darkness is fading.

The walls will tell you they hear my fears receding.

In the canvas my soul is healing.

But surely the walls also see it bleeding.

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Forest Girl

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HopeMartin in Stream of Consciousness
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The Girl Who Gave her Heart Away.

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HopeMartin in Stream of Consciousness
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Prologue

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The Art Of Mentality

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In the Park

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Imminent

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HopeMartin in Poetry & Free Verse
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Lasting Adventure

  All I need is the freedom to roam. 

In your heart, I find my home. 

Give me the option to feel welcomed back -and always I'll find the star

that leads me to where you are.

  The world is mine for the conquering, 

it's mine because with it together we're everything. 

  Beyond the sky I see the whole world, 

with clear answers through the swirl. 

I'll find the beauty that matches these words I speak. 

I already know this adventure awaits my soul; 

These are reasons why, I must go. 

  I said your heart is my home, 

though this is not the only home I'll ever come to know.

  Beside any current, I hear the waves call out to me. 

I need to sail and let the wind lead. 

This is a part of my destiny,

I can't live if my dreams aren't set free. 

  I may not know the world, but it knows me. 

  The light is my company, 

the sun my empathy, 

within the clouds I know of who I need to be. 

Even the darkness that tried to change me, found failure, 

and sought to withdrawal back antagonistic greed. 

Discouraged, his words are no longer a voice I see. 

Yet I never saw him as an enemy battling me. 

  I learnt so much from the hell that lingers in my shell. 

As the moon passes high it has become 

the best mentor -I question wisdom from. 

-While the stars teach me of other worlds, 

and shine like oyster pearls. 

  Through mystery I see my world, 

it's in my destiny to never look back with sorrow, 

and keep my steps -stepping forward. 

I can't live the way I see fit 

if my dreams aren't all befit. 

  Trust that I believe in the stars enough

to hold me when I'm alone and getting stuck. 

During the night I won't need your light 

if the love in my heart is securely bound tight. 

  It's the daylight that keeps me on the same path. 

Showing the time of when to wind, curve or keep flat. 

  My words may sound crazy, 

but I don't care how you interpret these. 

My love, as the stars glow, will show me infinite ways 

my heart will need nature 

       -as another forever home.

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