Charlotte Ambrosia Biography

we read these beautiful writings
we dream those imaginative poems
with the word and letter structure so perfect
it is almost a need to call our own
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She has more respect for me then I will ever know,
For she’s at my side where ever I maybe,
Where there is light to be found she is there,
But when there is not, there is only me,
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Where have all the dreamers gone
The lilac petals’ winters fall
Piece by piece the roads pull back
To substitute an arrival lack
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I feel like I am standing. No…Drowning three feet under water.
Screaming for help. But no one seems to be coming.
I feel like my own Carbon is filling my lungs
The more I try to push the water away from my mouth the more air I loose.
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Lilac petals of winters fall,
And to the blind whose seen it all.

For the sailors destination reached
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