Tag: feelings

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yeah, you Know

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when I first saw you I realized I would not compromise hey you yeah, you know I’m not fooled by your quiet negligence come and eat my bones mend my heart from pieces at my feet let’s get down and dance I wanna remember what it’s like to feel hungry again winter was long and dark I need a little napalm in the morning wild grass fires at night kill my kindness and be cruel show me what it’s like to taste carnal sin come hornet queen and feed on honey sting me where it counts make sure I’m paralyzed … Continue reading yeah, you Know

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raw

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what do you say in the velvet aftermath? there is distance a kind sort of anger greens so loud they turn blue in sound of gone baby gone and hey, it’s hanging on that sometimes hurts most wrapped in barbed wire harder to work free when tangled entangled as two atoms can be knowing everything about the other remaining a universe apart gate is there; it’s just infinitesimally small stand better chances of burning in rain vice is worn spite turns to regret for the painful refrains falling upstream quelling capture worship frail release, wounds will not fester when the … Continue reading raw

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hey, Brooklyn

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hey Brooklyn I heard your voice the other day radio man said that you had made the Big time that’s mighty fine for you hey Brooklyn how have you been? I can’t sing but I though I’d write you a song how are you holdin’ on we’re too far gone to cry now we’ve been too long apart. seven and change since you said goodbye the future always seems to pass me by it’s lonely here I thought I’d let you know never wanted any tears or sorrow not from you maybe, that’s partly true I kinda hope it makes … Continue reading hey, Brooklyn

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emptiness and cold water

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“how cold is the water” she said my answer, far contrabassoon over empty harbor days glazed in bourbon haze temperatures rise fall, bitter, sweet tides bring arctic currents here. she knows the way lingers too long, longingly staring into smokey sea at me, mirrors clouded sun grazing upon surface it is the shadows she fears, darkening “how cold is the water” she asks, shallow breath taken just before chill will bend what you know frozen, we all take our turns. deep is this hurt burns something fierce frigid, space I can no answer her tears slip onto the dust of … Continue reading emptiness and cold water

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hold no more

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gold was I given discard along crooked path I wandered. predilection undefined abalone, bloodstone unearned wealth squandered. casting call grain alcohol perjury beckons bequeath sorrow upon tomorrow for I can hold no more today. Take the flower offered a little lighter coffer hand of gold proffered, intricate, this subtle parlay. Of substance, shared sustenance and shadow play.   Image courtesy of Pinterest       Continue reading hold no more

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Excandesco

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The absence is fertile Cinder and wormwood oblique in caricature masque of navel peach engraved forbearance in an expression impression upon gaze become volatile, season of sundown. Bathe austere in bright color convene covenant, prayer coronal lost god 7 steps meet portal fear tread forward mete out sacrifice lay among lion and lamb lead, beg or follow choice begets meaning harbinger of reckoning. Slip slide grasping fall quiet shattering solemn vows in honor an exchange fruits’ pleasure ring around poesey storm moving swiftly toward shore.   image courtesy of Pinterest         Continue reading Excandesco

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OP’s TSotD-Cherry Glazerr

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  Black, like a nuclear bomb We share the same blood You’re not alone, love Black, like a nuclear bomb We share the same blood You’re not alone, love Her smile shines through the desolate crowd Her heartbeat fell through the cloud like a painted picture Painted picture Black, like a nuclear bomb You feel the pain come, the pain come As the swelling aches for fun Like a nuclear bomb All the swans are swimming in a bathtub All the swans are swimming in a bathtub All the swans are swimming in a bathtub Up above, up above, up … Continue reading OP’s TSotD-Cherry Glazerr