

Solemnly Still MessagesI like the sound of her voice Long after her desertion Quite audible still in my mindSolemnly Still Messages
There is this striking practice
Of passing solemnly still messages
Taken in some simple occurrence
Droplets of risible rain start, Like tears they are wet on my face I need the pattering speech
I feel the hidden meanings Without yet knowing them Above the sound of sweet song
I will find myself expanded
Beyond the grey edge of the world You can see my face through the rain
I am washed out of limitations plight And no earthly c


UncleanI can feel it building up It's about to come out So twisted inside About to break downUnclean
Ill from the mental strain Too much to take on at once Bringing to myself a constant pain I think I've had enough
Unclean, and soil smothered I'm dirty, my body covered So shamed, the way I use me You don't love, and I refuse to love... Me
Downstairs
I find regularity Inside, I force feed negativity I WON'T, stop until control breaks loose Face me, the mirror of a coiled truth
Smalls tears The ones that se
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December 6th 2007.
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Christof Lehmann
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M.psych Christof Lehmann
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M.psych Christof Lehmann
Clinical psychologist,
lyrics and childrens books writer
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M.psych Christof Lehmann
Welcome to my D.A. portfolio: [link]
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