tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72138447575512749612023-11-15T23:30:28.374-08:00Lara Germaine Nelson Me, my life, as I've lived it, as I'm living it today, thoughts,feelings, expressions of myself.Lara Germaine Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291021363092601964noreply@blogger.comBlogger52125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7213844757551274961.post-62434107446867989252018-01-26T02:42:00.001-08:002018-01-26T03:07:55.177-08:00Child Abduction Story: Lara Germaine Nelson (mother) Kevin Nelson (son) Fernando Adolfo Lopez Matheus/Mateus (abductor) This happened in 2005, but I will never forget.<a href="http://rainseed-rainseed.blogspot.com/2012/09/having-him-back-is-what-matters-i-could.html?spref=bl">Poetry in Motion: This happened in 2005. I had updated the story la...</a>: Our story (Kevin and I, Mother and son, in short:...Lara Germaine Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291021363092601964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7213844757551274961.post-31523084102451801682016-09-30T10:59:00.001-07:002016-09-30T10:59:57.054-07:00Remembering and healing.<a href="http://rainseed-rainseed.blogspot.com/2012/10/my-thoughts-for-today-1052012.html?spref=bl">Poetry in Motion: My Thought's for Today 10/5/2012</a>: Broken Ring & World of Hate By Kevin Nelson Photo's, edit's & art crap.. by Me Video Editing Program Windows Mo...Lara Germaine Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291021363092601964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7213844757551274961.post-63987427993354500792016-09-30T10:38:00.001-07:002018-01-26T03:29:54.349-08:00Remembering and healing from Narcissistic Abuse and Child Abduction, Alienation, and the trauma that comes from it. It never really goes away, the pain, confusion. I'm still trying to piece it all together, make sense of the nonsensical. I'm trying to find my fault in all of it and how I could have handled things differently, but still don't see how I could have, considering my situation at the time. Anyway, here's the story again. I hope its read and if others have gone through this, I would love to know them, so as not to feel so isolated and alone. Peace and Joy. I am finding that today. Good things are transpiring and time does heal some. One day at a time.<a href="http://rainseed-rainseed.blogspot.com/2012/09/having-him-back-is-what-matters-i-could.html?spref=bl">Poetry in Motion: Having him back is what matters. I could not imag...</a>: Our story (Kevin and I, Mother and son.<br />
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Lara Germaine Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291021363092601964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7213844757551274961.post-79316108122688473982015-07-31T02:47:00.002-07:002015-08-21T07:54:14.936-07:00Updated 8-21-15<br />
Now quiet and peaceful babbling brook,<br />
serene and majestic a breath from above.<br />
At peace by the rock, still with the water,<br />
The breeze carries the calm and the fish takes it farther.<br />
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Crabby red crawdads scatter about,<br />
butterflies flutter,<br />
and the birds play around.<br />
The sunlight dances on top of crushed glass,<br />
playfully teasing the dew on the grass.<br />
Dragonflies zipping and toying about,<br />
The fish gracefully swimming without making a sound.<br />
The bird she now flies, just learning how.<br />
The earth and the sky did quiet this down.<br />
<br />Lara Germaine Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291021363092601964noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7213844757551274961.post-6572079204893000702015-07-30T12:07:00.003-07:002015-07-31T00:51:29.927-07:00In Flight<br />
In Flight<br />
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I could have said no, or just pushed away slow.<br />
Now time for my choices to feed my life's growth.<br />
Don't know what comes next, don't have to invest,<br />
but to go with the flow and give of my best.<br />
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I could have gently backed away and gone on as before.<br />
So much was learned, but I want to learn more.<br />
I live to respect, accept and let go.<br />
And i'll continue to learn what I need to know.<br />
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I've enjoyed this life for what it is, it's Rocky roads and Banana Splits.<br />
Each day that comes now is fantastically new.<br />
The sun is much brighter. The skies are more blue.<br />
New friendships are made and family acquired.<br />
Surrounded by those whom I truly admire.<br />
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My wings did mend.<br />
I now can soar.<br />
My life's in flight.<br />
It's my dance floor.<br />
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~LGN 7-29-15 (updated 1-30-15)<br />
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<br />Lara Germaine Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291021363092601964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7213844757551274961.post-51381603687171529342015-05-21T12:56:00.001-07:002015-05-21T12:56:03.201-07:00Weakness"Don't show weakness to the weak.<br />
They may devour you of all your meat.<br />
They may take your spirit, for none they have.<br />
Because they are the lonely and they<br />
are the sad." ~LGNLara Germaine Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291021363092601964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7213844757551274961.post-51839010036625715532015-05-17T11:16:00.002-07:002018-07-07T07:50:12.659-07:00ShadowsA beautiful heart that breathes today, colors of joy, will not fade.<br />
A homeless anger, that fueled the fight, will fall and perish, before the night.<br />
A love that's strong and picks us up, is forever love that fills your cup.<br />
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The shadow follows behind the cat. Hidden alleys and virused rats.<br />
She waits to pounce, for she's at play...<br />
Her warmth and softness meet the day.<br />
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It's in the oven, savory salt. A tinge of sweetness, no one at falt.<br />
Crossed broken bridges, to feel warmth in light,<br />
To become the better, stand and fight.<br />
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Yourself, is you, nowhere to hide.<br />
your silent truth, It is your life.<br />
Your shadow will not go away,<br />
embrace it's cover, your soul be made.<br />
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At times we know the lines are crossed,<br />
we spoke too much and over thunk a thought.<br />
So now stands still, the words of green,<br />
What comes next, what does it mean?<br />
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~LGNLara Germaine Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291021363092601964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7213844757551274961.post-28607691538899707382015-05-17T09:39:00.001-07:002018-07-07T07:50:35.501-07:00Forever Love<div style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.4559993743896px; margin-bottom: 6px;">
"A beautiful heart that breathes today, colors of joy, will not fade.<br />
A homeless anger, that fueled the fight, will fall and perish, before the night.<br />
A love that's strong and picks us up, is forever love that fills your cup."</div>
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Lara Germaine Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291021363092601964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7213844757551274961.post-44405802323882401722015-03-14T11:06:00.001-07:002017-03-04T08:15:08.862-08:00It's just morning<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;"><br /></span>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">It's now becoming morning, a struggle through the night.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">Found some moments I could doze, but something wasn't right.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">Taking time to contemplate. the meaning of this life, it's been a long road.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">Found some time for me to think and realize.<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"><br />I hold the only key, to regulate my life.<br />Was a heavy Cross to bear, when I finally understood.<br />I'd have to learn about me, to finally feel good.</span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">It's just morning, but the light came.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">The day is here.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">It's just morning, the same as anything</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">and I'm here.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">It's just morning and the airs clean.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">I want to breath.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">It's just morning and I'm living.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">Happy to be me.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">I had a haunting thought, what would be the cost?</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">If I let it all fall down and create another loss.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">Talking to myself at length and surfing through the fear.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">If I can manage this, tomorrow will be clear.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">Nobody gets to choose if I'm bad or good.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">If I'm going to win today, or if I'm going to lose.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">It's just a chance I take, every day I rise.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">When I meet the day, will I be happy or will</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">I cry.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">It's just morning, but the light came.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">The day is here.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">It's just morning, the same as anything</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">and I'm here.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">It's just morning and the airs clean.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">I want to breath.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">It's just morning and I'm living.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">Happy to be me.</span></div>
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Lara Germaine Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291021363092601964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7213844757551274961.post-59264240234151943602014-11-12T07:58:00.001-08:002018-07-07T07:52:49.386-07:00Right now!Right now, I am here,
You know my name.
I was born, You gave me life.
a chance to breathe.
Right now, you are here.
You've never givin' up on me.
I'm holding on as hard as i can.
This is all that i can do.
You've walked me down this road before.
opened closing, all locked doors.
I knew I could count on You!
Thank You God!Lara Germaine Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291021363092601964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7213844757551274961.post-81045933645965019162014-09-18T20:04:00.003-07:002017-03-04T08:17:34.840-08:00From You!A smile from you is golden,<br />
as the rays from the sun that shine.<br />
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A laugh from you will fill me up,<br />
and knowing that your mine.<br />
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A hug from you will warm me,<br />
a comfort from all fears.<br />
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A life with you releases me,<br />
to the happiest of years.<br />
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~LLara Germaine Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291021363092601964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7213844757551274961.post-29064418979839036252014-03-20T17:20:00.002-07:002014-03-20T17:20:24.012-07:00MimiYou were my strength, you were my friend.<br />
you toughened me up and thickened my skin.<br />
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You prepared me for the life i'd live.<br />
I could never repay you for all you'd give.<br />
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My Grandmother some would say you were,<br />
but more than that you were my world.<br />
A Mother to me and my best friend,<br />
You were yourself, did not pretend.<br />
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I love you.<br />
<br />
Lolly.<br />
<br />Lara Germaine Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291021363092601964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7213844757551274961.post-862987291755440222014-02-22T12:11:00.000-08:002014-02-22T12:11:07.662-08:00Kitty Update! (Still pic off laptop cam)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Lara Germaine Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291021363092601964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7213844757551274961.post-67105027039310549512014-02-05T07:36:00.003-08:002014-02-05T07:42:38.244-08:00If she could be two peopleIf she could be two people, she would give him all he needs.<br />
If she could be two people, she would have time to write and read.<br />
If she could be two people, maybe one of her would breathe.<br />
If she could be two people, maybe one could have strength to leave. ~LgnLara Germaine Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291021363092601964noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7213844757551274961.post-40573861450197819482013-05-10T15:36:00.001-07:002013-05-10T15:36:11.070-07:00Tomorrow still will come..It's not that I don't see tomorrow.
It's just i'm focused on the sun today.
When life leads to smiles, I follow.
and joy and laughter paves the way.
Each gr8 moment goes by so fast,
and every hour marks the day.
If i were to know you,
would you shine a bright new day?
Lara Nelson
5/10/2013Lara Germaine Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291021363092601964noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7213844757551274961.post-26540524648491099122013-05-06T14:14:00.001-07:002013-06-25T12:27:33.175-07:00Sunny "SunRise" Her First Movie<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Lara Germaine Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291021363092601964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7213844757551274961.post-84470945894026132682013-05-05T13:37:00.000-07:002013-05-05T13:37:13.760-07:00Sunrise "Sunny"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibkXAER5vC1sISnb8rdoYPVhjExK5l3737ZOXyKqXlodvE14OyIaZ_-iXscvu3Sty1eBWtx5h9hhozLzyk80AkjzAtxjqx1_gKNxokvlKUYoxryVGQQ6fwZj5TJD9TM2p-6-3G1EtnWptk/s1600/sunny_picture090a.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" height="457" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibkXAER5vC1sISnb8rdoYPVhjExK5l3737ZOXyKqXlodvE14OyIaZ_-iXscvu3Sty1eBWtx5h9hhozLzyk80AkjzAtxjqx1_gKNxokvlKUYoxryVGQQ6fwZj5TJD9TM2p-6-3G1EtnWptk/s640/sunny_picture090a.jpg" width="640" /></a>Lara Germaine Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291021363092601964noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7213844757551274961.post-22224540876564492182013-05-05T10:24:00.000-07:002013-05-05T10:26:00.163-07:00"Sunrise" came home yesterday!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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He is more vast than the sky,<br />
and the love He gives is much.<br />
Not there before her naked eyes,<br />
yet close enough to touch<br />
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What spreads the light upon ones day,<br />
and cast dark upon another?<br />
What brightens the path that leads the way,<br />
yet blocks it for the other?<br />
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He answers in His subtle manner,<br />
With not a word spoken,<br />
But all she hears is the shatter,<br />
From all the past years broken.<br />
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Again he speaks, without a word,<br />
for proof He may not give.<br />
To listen is a choice for her,<br />
such as her will to live.<br />
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To listen she gives all her strength,<br />
To hear him she may not,<br />
But, she’ll hold on to him with faith,<br />
To make worth the battle fought.<br />
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“Are you there?”, she speaks aloud,<br />
“Is this the mouth you gave me?”<br />
Once more he speaks without a sound,<br />
She screams, “please will you save me?”<br />
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Though she may never know,<br />
if those words He ever heard.<br />
He need not ever show,<br />
or speak another word.<br />
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In her whole being she feels Him,<br />
the warmth she gets from Him,<br />
Now she knows, no need to listen,<br />
for He speaking from within.<br />
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Lara Nelson</div>
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Lara Germaine Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291021363092601964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7213844757551274961.post-43751897865016082202013-04-16T17:03:00.000-07:002013-04-16T17:03:15.543-07:00At Peace<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Lara Germaine Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291021363092601964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7213844757551274961.post-2390965330860138732012-10-19T15:56:00.002-07:002012-10-19T15:56:27.221-07:00Kevin Nelson @ 10 y/o. Music is with Kevin Nelson in the band At Athens Alone @ 17 y/o<br />
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<span style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.4;">Song "Lie Much" by: At Athens Alone</span></div>
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Lara Germaine Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291021363092601964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7213844757551274961.post-74323173993786806092012-10-18T22:43:00.003-07:002012-10-18T22:55:45.021-07:00Lara Nelson ~The Power Within 2005<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I found these glass beads in the yard not long after my son was taken to Ecuador. They were his glass beads and got inspired to take some art shots. These were lonely, sad and desperate days, but I found hope throughout it all. This was a good day during a hard time. <br />
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I did another version of this that I put up on DeviantArt called "Reaching Out" then I painted it with smudge in Photoshop in some artsy way.<br />
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This shot, if I remember correctly (i have the original psd file amongst my 1000's of shots I've collected on my external drives) was only slightly post processed in PhotoShop, by cropping out and putting on a black layer.<br />
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All else is a candle, my fist, lighting from a window, the beads and my fist. <br />
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I found this today by accident. A second one of my external drives appears to be not working (pc wont recognize it, powers up, but does not show a drive letter). I had a mini meltdown, cried it out for hours, while trying different usb, power cords, even shaking the damn thing. I know sounds nuts but what I went through to protect the last vestiges of my son's and my past, documentation on his kidnapping, memories, my writings, work, portfolio, College stuff... and on and on ad infinitum, was a daunting task.<br />
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Photographs & memories seem to be what's been the most important things for me to collect, but would lose so much with the constant moving around throughout my life.<br />
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Back to the this piece "The Power Within". Because of the insanity of BS I was going through during my son's abduction, I stopped uploading to DeviantArt and missed this one. I am loading it first to my blog now, then I will add it later to DeviantArt.<br />
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Thank you for checking it out... Peace</div>
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10/18/2012 ~10:00 pm (pst)</div>
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Lara Germaine Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291021363092601964noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7213844757551274961.post-38811890373156048872012-10-15T15:43:00.004-07:002012-10-15T15:43:48.316-07:00Wrote 7/19/12 (Updated 10/15/12) The weight of heavy, haunting,<br />
pressure, pushing through my skin,<br />
Rusty nails to put the pieces<br />
on the walls soon crumbling in.<br />
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The anxious, bony shivers,<br />
shakes our home into the dark,<br />
The temporary light we get,<br />
soon reduces to just sparks.<br />
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Thick is the air we breathe,<br />
Keep still this heavy air,<br />
Living mostly in silent movies,<br />
accustomed to pitied stares.<br />
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A life still longing,<br />
for now this our home.<br />
Not left much on this carcass,<br />
just shreds, flesh and bone.<br />
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~Lara Nelson<br />
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<br />Lara Germaine Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291021363092601964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7213844757551274961.post-81708134095587335162012-10-13T10:33:00.000-07:002015-01-13T11:08:49.862-08:00Something i did in 2012, still want to work on it.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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What it is? When I figure that out, I'll write about it:)</div>
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Lara Germaine Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291021363092601964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7213844757551274961.post-16076512251095512882012-10-12T21:57:00.001-07:002014-10-27T12:34:28.203-07:00~Lara Nelson 2011 Prisma's & Sharpies<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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