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I’m not gone lie
nights are a little lonely when you’re not there
No laughter
No exchange of I love you
No call
As the morning sun shines into our bed, I stretch my arm out and trace my fingers through your fiery red hair
You sit there, lips moving, creating the words that speak of passion and love. Your eyes, shining, a light shade of beautiful green, that envelopes me when I stare at them.
Because I love you
I cannot think of someone else,
I cannot think of what to do,
I cannot think of where to go.
Because I love you,
Your lips on my forehead
Again
Again
And I’m time-travelling except
I don’t know if I’m going
To the past or to the future
She is everywhere
Even now, I swear she never left
She’s in every car ride
When rock songs play
The echoes of the way she sings
The girl who makes the stars explode
And the boy with a mountain for a soul
Oh to be the girl
Loved by both
Oh to be the girl
Did I call you beautiful enough?
Was I so careless as to
Confine those words to a feeling?
That time you sat on the counter
While we made heart-shaped cookies
I think break-ups are so hard because
You’re not only severing yourself from the person
But from the symphony, and the sandwich shop
You used to go to before each show
I can't stop thinking about you.
Completely innocent, we fell asleep together.
Laying next to you
under a big blanket
our legs brushing against each other,
our faces less than a foot away.
This is what I am.
I'm going to go my own way.
What I do is what I can.
Don't let them force me to sway.
My path comes acoss many.
Like brown among branches,
they all just seem the same.
Ciaorue
Tú eres una creatura hermosa.
You are a beautiful creature.
La felicitad que me traes todos los días es como una paloma blanca.
I linger
I stare
I play with your hair that shines in the sherbet sky
my eyes burn yellow and orange
I've forgotten you've scorned
any notion of touching you
MY God
MY GOD,
How long did it take to create such a beautiful Child?
I know it took a beautiful while,
I loved your hands.
Loved the way they worked at my back when I was sore
but my god, I hated them!
I hated the way they'd shake when you'd miss a pill
hated how natural
a cigaret fit between your fingers
Your skin flaunted that of the moon
A few bumps here and there
But smooth and glowing
The follower slides down the mountainsides,
of pale glory, traveling amongst the lines to paradise
With every sip of you, I swallowed too much
I sank in your sadness, I drowned in your love
and with every bottle, I became overwhelmed
Look all around you and tell me what do you see?
Are people fighting for originality? Or hungry to be like you and me?
This world lacks individuality, imagination and innovation.
I exist within a beat
A moment of synchronized sound.
An instance, determined by an ongoing tempo.
People say that she's perfect.
All I can say is they're right.
I can't believe I have her,
No matter how hard I try.
Far above what I've dreamed.
Ultimately out of reach.
Rain
It was so cold,
We wandered through the woods to seemingly nowhere
Just because
Not even talking, just walking
Is my mind so unoriginal,
it can't think in another way?
My thoughts have turned sappy
Since he came around that day.
I love him, I love him
He loves me too.
I want this for forever
It seems like an eternity ago that our flames burned as one
I cannot recall the memories I crave so badly that your heart etched in my memory
Your scent no longer lingers around me trying to entice me
With a beauty like hers, no one can deny,
Her heart full of gold, and her eyes filled with such integrity,
With her locks of bronze blonde waves and the skin looks like a model.
There's a practical truth in air
The evidence is yet to be seen
Yet none can deny its usage
To soak in its vibrant want
'Cause none can say air needs us but we need air
Its energy carved into my bones
I don't want diamonds, and I don't want the world.
I just want you to hold me close and tell me I'm your girl.
Don't buy me a dozen roses or rings with big rocks.
Go to the dollar store and buy me some colored socks.
Devilish deliverer of darkness
Eerie establisher of ease
Faithless father of fear
If an Author is a job than believe me my life will be changed.
I sit and pondered on what is it I want to do for the rest of my life.
It came clear to me that it would be to write.
I look and see greatness and admiration.
I always have to look pass my procrastination.
I would like to change that so I could get more things done.
My soul mate
One day
I find myself fly away
Leave this world
Above the stars
Back again
Never letting go of me
Shifting, thinking, bending
You twist my body
Whirling me around
Glamorous
you are the stars i gaze at every single night
you are the sun i wake to with its rays of golden light
you frolic in my orangejuice and snuggle in my bread
you've nestled in my heart and you've rooted in my head
If I could change the world, I wouldn't change it.
For we already have the capability to rearrange it.
We are a feeling species.
Full of love and of hate.
Yet we cannot appretiate that fact.
They told me to marry rich,to marry "up."But we could make plans to live in cardboard boxes on city streets lined with blankets and flowers.
The dim lighting hits your alluring body in the most perfect way.I stare as if I'll go blind by sunrise.
Her skinny arm wrapped around half of his basketball player frame and her petite body lay barely covering his, Her chin tilted upward facing his her eyes fixed He never notices.
You always seem to know.
You're here to stay,
only one not to come and go.
What would you say,
If I told you that my heart skipped a beat,
everytime you looked at me?
I can't tell you how much this hurtsI can't show you this painBut I wish you could see I've made mistakes But I wish you could see I ain't perfectNear being close to perfectI wish you would understand I wish you would care there isn't anything I c
It's cold tonight,
Here in this soundless, white-canvased neighborhood.
Tiny scratch marks are to be found barely notched into the surface of the snow.
A shiver passes over us,
Day one: fall.
Orange leaves that crumple under shoes
Crazy loud thunderstorms.
Is it hot out or is it cold?
The ever-falling leaves, like sand in an hour glass
My days falling to the ground.
