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Innocence returns

I, Davros: Innocence

I, Davros: Innocence (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

Youthful innocence not clouded by reason

 

devoted uncaring , tattoos of a demon

 

consciously knowing that all good things end

 

dreaming of days that wont be condemned

 

sleeping in daylight , stalking the night

 

innocence returns with minds full of fright

 

soon days disappear without our request

 

feelings turn black in total distress

 

innocence is funny it returns when were old

 

innocence is precious , should treat it like gold

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


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some memory’s are better than others

Do You Remember the First Time?

Do You Remember the First Time? (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

With everything I can’t remember , a random memory will( it seems) rear it’s being at the exact time as I didn’t need to remember it… is it getting older…Hmmmm I’m not so sure…I’m thinking we lose certain memory’s to maintain balance ..with that said (just my opinion)…I read some of my old posts (I was in a very dark place for a while) but I never really remembered some of them …really weird …, I have also been dreaming some things from the past , dredging up old pain …. I don’t know why….I wish it would stop tho….any way I’m done rambling for now …Have a good night all…peace


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Hi Again…..

Hi everyone …I would like to reintroduce myself as I have been gone for a few months. My name is Tim , my blog is timzauto…Hello to everyone new here …I have read some great stuff today. I have recently came to the conclusion that my priority’s have been strewn about , so I have freed up time to begin posting again and getting to know 20 lines again .  I greatly enjoy posting here and hope to read everyone’s wonderful writing soon. I also hope to start a poetry challenge weekly again in hopes everyone will take part and enjoy. Thanks for your time and hope to read you soon…timzautowebcam-toy-photo2


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My Dreams….

My nights are shallow , need to make that leap

I fight all night , but still can’t sleep

Next thing I know my mind is screaming

Feels so real , but I think I’m dreaming

When I think my dreams come unsurpassed

I’m dreaming again , about my past

Thoughts of things , wont go away

Buried til I sleep , then they play

I wake to hair and pillow all wet

Then my dreams they all reset

Thanks for reading …Remember Please like , comment and share..Thanks timzauto

 


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Happy Mothers Day…

English: jkklglh

English: jkklglh (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

I remember back when mom seemed mean

 

we never knew the things she had seen

 

as children we always knew it all

 

mom was there when we would fall

 

we took them for granted , mom still carried on

 

we didn’t always call , when we were gone

 

mothers are loving , mothers  are strong

 

mom lets us down softly when we are wrong

 

now that I’m older , all I can say

 

All Moms among you have a great day

 

 


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Poetry Challenge. Her essence

Reblogged from timzauto.... in search of the blond haired kid:

with all of the essence

she enters the room

fragrance's amplify

like fresh roses in bloom

chants are all fluid

as soothing to my ear

thoughts of her in past

always brings a tear

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U six ninety six

The sky was gray , as the night was rather quiet compared to the week prior. The drug lords were trying to take over New Bridgeton the largest city left from the great wars. New Bridgeton was what was left of Old New York City, now about one tenth the size . Martial law and quarantines have taken the place of free and innocent living.

The streets were full of almost zombie like conditions , water source’s being polluted and general conditions very poor. Crime was taking over as the security of government and was giving way to the strong.

Militant groups were on the rise …… living by the quote of only the strong will survive….The biggest group of all was called U six ninety-six .

The leader of this group went by the name of Capt Ira Copeland….

Capt Copeland was a lifer in the military’s Army Recons , He started U six ninety-six when the great wars ended due to lack of money …..

Their military compound consisted of an old Taxi company building and the neighboring riverside. They had several vehicles and a small arsenal , as they fought the drug lords daily.

To be continued…….

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