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only time can hinder me from typing inn the gettysburg addresses and all the news thats fit to print and red rubie slippers golden braided tresses from the tower of the lass she let her hair into a rope then lost her glass slipper there eye searched the seven oceans full of lastings and found the two eye need she carries them above her heart she keeps me there somewhere underneathe a treasure chest of love complete she bites the apple red and poisend sleeps but wakes to kisses only from the eye the lines of men form from areas too far from home no matter iff its one block away or thirteen thousand miles the tickets bought with bloody money graves turn to stone monumental moments of decay before the man is reborn in his yard the door is closed the moment past the life is over judgement comes at last the only way to heaven is the dead and dripping blood of gods own jesus come Iff heaven won a price too dear the travel over let me live again but why does it have to feel so badly so deep inside the heart and head away from him the things we do for love the grave is cold and nothing there for time has stopped the search is over the only exit is the entrance there the door to heaven the one that left the life to go there given love to eye she is the one that seeks and the one that finds the ewe of onlyp perhaps the reader is apaled at all the misdirections of this tale and yet the city that we seek has not been built in this time zone with human hands we bail as one who swims in deep with nothing on the horizen there to kick and then to grasp the straws as drowning we prevail the only love has found the reason needed to survive is gone but doubled in the cup eye weep and strive for clutching feathers as eye fall from falcons nest eye want to live just once to kiss her fore eye sleep in death departe while heart still beats.