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  TheLeaflessLeavesOnBranchlessTrees By JPW   I know there is a place in the distant beyond, where all inhabitants live as one. Where sparrows swim. Where flounders fly. Where all prayers are praises to the sun in the sky. Some say I'm foolish. "It could never be so!" "Heaven or Hell, thats it and thats all!" They say my fate shall only lead me... to door A or to door B, St. Peter's gate... ...or Lucifer's lake. Open your eyes and maybe you will see That I'm here...

Something That Will Happen In Five Years In San Diego Where I Was Born By JPW Sighs as loud as squealing donkey noise. The Air stinks of dusty suits, and elderly body oder. It stung my nose like hot Chinese mustard sauce. All I could think about was my mistake of being friendly that Tuesday afternoon, and accepting an invite to this party. Eyes at the far corner of the room glared at me like Peter glares at Lucifer when he comes to trick or treat. Constant sniffling and deathly sounding cough...

When All The Branches Fell BY: JPW We swear we found answers, Though none were really found. So bold to believe you have figured this out. My head is on fire. My legs are stuck in sand. As tiny broken records played atop my bloody hands. Salty water stings the cuts. My Eyes swayed clockwise and back. With every new splash, breaking me down, The Pain, always second to the amplified sound. Nothing so great is worth all this trouble. Lets all just walk hand in hand. So many tell tales. All mostl...

Happily Never Wake By JPW From holding hands in summer heat, Now Submerged below, in this freezing deep. Flailing arms did help us not, AS life did slow to a nulling stop. Before we left, I found your face. A sad smile was last to be seen. We closed our eyes, said goodnight, And flew straight into a dream. Together we became the fitting key. Closed minded eyes could never see. We opened the door that was hidden and locked, As the Angels and Demons looked on in shock. Across the bridge, Right ...

Breathe In And Live By JPW Oh Beautiful child, Please do not fear, The swarming panic, When the tempest nears. Your face too perfect To soak with tears. Thunder, wind, and rain will become The very music to your ears. Surrounded by this bitter storm, Though It was far too late. This energy you created, Is now impossible to break. Oh beautiful child, A helping hand you must now give. Be the first to teach the world How to breathe in And live.