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GHOSTSThere is no reason for me to wake up early in the morning.
There is neither 'hi' nor 'hello' as I come through the door.
There is nothing to see but for a shadow
sitting behind corners.
There are no words to exchange with the footfalls I make.
There are only ghosts now filling these empty spaces.
As Children DreamAnd now the stars fall down
To lay their cheeks upon the sand
To sleep away they days until the coming dark
Wakes them, takes them right back to the sky
ORPHEUSWhat with this wicked woe do
I wax and wane like one so
blue, company only to
a wayward night
With what way by which
I go winding wearily warily
away from wasting time
searching for home
Would that i knew where
and how a wandering soul so
alone finds something most certainly
I don't know
What with this wicked woe do
I wither away like one so
blue, black like ash
white like light
The ItchHello again oh dear old friend
I've waited for so long
To see you once again, I fear
That I have missed you so.
Now come into my arms my friend
And I'll take care of you
Now come and rest you troubled soul
While I go claim my dues
You see my friend you're all but gone
This body that we share
Belonged to you belongs to me
Now that you are dead
So sleep my friend sleep long and sweet
I will not take so long
To take the hearts of those you owe
The demon of your soul
-untitled-There's this sense of longing which
I feel right now and I know you feel
It too. How terribly bittersweet this is
To fall in love with you.
This Fragile CorridorThe lights sort of tell me your somewhere in there, waiting for the right time, the right moment, but there's always that reluctance that hinders your movement. In this hallway there is only forward and back or nowhere at all and you I've seen in the past and hope to meet in future. My dreams, though bleak and jaded, are of you, of me, waiting for the right time, the right moment, just sitting here afraid of the future, nursing the past, enjoying the present without you. With you in this fragile corridor. Such is the way I kite around your fickle dreams like smoke through open seams that you could only notice my entirety if you caught on to each and every one of me. But what you think you could be wrong even if it looks like we're sure. I see you; you see me, but there is such a hush in between that it's difficult to hear... us. And like a dream there's nothing much you can grasp for I am shadow dancing behind your curtained glass disappearing just as fast as the blink of your eye or t
boys measure time by the length of a woman's hairBoys measure time by the length of a woman's hair:
Airy strands that fall easy over her collarbone
Are long summer nights
Spent bathing in the humid air
Watching her swim through, kissing his cheek
Short pieces tucked behind her ear
Are those winter evenings spent snuggled under the blankets
Whispering for warmth
When the fire had long died out with the day
Long wisps that caress the skin between her shoulder blades;
Indicative of a blooming spring time
When her dress would cling to her creamy skin
Like an orchid ready to seek the sunlight.
Tidal waves of luscious gold, spread over the pillow
Storytellers of their autumn passion
Her eyes twinkling like the stars of home
Frail and firm under his hand.
Falling for a strangerHis small bright smile shines under the sunlight
Peaceful gentle eyes I see
Calm black frames around those eyes
Mutual friend of someone I know
My heart skips when I see him
Our eyes lock when we face each other
Who is this mystery man?
Why is he around me so much?
Could he be the next one?
This is unusual for me
Never had I fall in love with a stranger
Dont GoThis is tearing me apart,
I cannot let you go.
Please dont leave me
In this place all alone.
Im not ready to say goodbye
Please stay a little longer.
These feelings I have
They just keep growing stronger.
Our time is running out,
I didnt expect to fall so fast.
Why do you have to leave?
I want this to last.
When its time for goodbye
I know I will break.
My heart will tear,
Everything will fall out of place.
I cant say goodbye
I know it will be forever.
Is there any point of love
If we cant be together?
That Price for Your VoiceDear 10,
All I want is to find
The lyrics, to rhyme,
Maybe sing this, sublime
To stop time,
And spew words that
My light, my shine, my beam,
Built to support the me within me
That loves so purely, so brightly
That I scream to the top
To the sky, above rock
That I’m free, that I shine,
That I’m me, and baby, you’re mine
But just then, I was here
With you there
I was lost
Thinking me, only me
Pondering “what could be?”
Poor old me, what vanity?
So push aside weakness, the cry
The fear, the hate, malice and discontent.
It’s obedience, just break free!
Do what it takes.
Take that next step.
Walk the hard walk
Stroll up that road that leads to the light
As the warmth of a soul given, not made
Then listen to that silence, all that’s offered.
To that wisdom, to that love, to that ease,
Now you’re free.
That one’s for me.
I see you, no more
ConfessionsI don't know that if you knew how much you really mean to me. After finding something that was able to fill that emptiness inside of me, I saw light. I became a dead machine after that life of mine ended. My losses, my sorrows, all gone when I first saw you. You are my painkiller. I may be like some other man who'd experienced what sadness is but you understood it. I could never be more happy if I was with you forever. Thank you. Thank you for making me feel life again.
Would.Would you still care
if I told you I didn't?
What would you do
if I didn't at all?
Why am I still here--
why are you?
I don't know
and neither do you.
Love songWhen I have noting to do,
I like to hear you say: I love you.
Then I'm starting to wonder how
I'm the luckiest, in the world, gal.
And when I'm starting to think what can go wrong,
I love to repeat in my mind your love song.
love of my lifeEyes like pools of melted chocolate and skin like ivory and the voice of an angle and beauty unmatched.
A smile is always there even for a stranger love to show all yet never given the chance. One of the wonders of the world locked away.
A girl put in the shadows: This is you.
You are loved by many yet you don’t know this.
So many times have I tried to tell you yet you will never know just how amazing you really are.
Miranda know I will never leave you and I will always love you no matter what we always have 18.
End of the PageShe uttered those words,
the ones she swore she'd never say:
"I don't love you anymore, girl.
There's no more reason to stay."
And at first,
I was not okay.
I was flipping tables,
remembering the constant fables
she whispered into my ears at night,
saying she'd never hurt me again.
Well now the truth comes to light,
and after hours of thinking,
I know that
I'm going to be alright.
I have no reason to be angry.
Heartbreak isn't the worst thing
in my life,
and though the strife is unnerving,
I know that I am deserving
of the better
that tomorrow will bring.
So I've decided, love,
to forgive you.
Even though you did
what you said you wouldn't do,
I know that in that moment,
way back when,
when you said you loved me,
in your heart it was true.
I hope you find a woman who will love you
twice us much as I,
because you deserve better too.
In the mean time,
I've got friends and family to see,
and I know now,
that you are not the end of me.
You are a chapter in my novel,
Three Days Worth of Full MoonShe's just up there looking pretty as usual while you're unable to avert your gaze. I know how it must feel to be caged by such a sight as her and I tell you, you might not even notice, but tomorrow she'll still be there.
Count your constelations all you like, but she'll always be the only one who could woo you like that. I know how it must be hard being under her spell, I should tell you it feels like drinking tankards and tankards of ale. And just like the hangover that follows any good drink, tomorrow, she'll be there.
And here we are at someone else's loft and you urging me to look at her soft cool face. But something else caught my eye and it's kinda funny how you aren't aware of how rare a sight it is. And I tell you, you might not even notice, that tomorrow she'll still be there, but right now, I'm fixated on you.
IronmanHear me read it
My friends used to call William "Ironman" because the first time we kissed he got a nosebleed and the taste of his blood haunted me for a long time after it. We'd only been twelve years old and apparently the anxiety spiked his blood pressure to the point of combustion... I remember that when we were forced to take sex ed a few years later we were divided into separate classes for boys and girls, in case a diagram of an ovary was too risqué and we became animalistic and started clawing at each other in our seats, but nonetheless when our teacher Ms Jacobs had explained to us what an erection was in my mind all I could picture was the blood rushing to his nose and then the slash of cranberry across my blouse.
With the idea planted in his mind it didn't take long for William's hands to start wandering, but the image persisted. Every time I thought about just letting it happen I wondered what would happen if he got too excite
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