secondchances
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The great mighty ocean,
The deep blue sea,
Nature’s bounty,
Timeless you be....
The giver of life,
The salt of the earth,
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
Are we just now
Meeting for the first time
After all these yearsWhen I have known
Every crinkle in your forehead
And heard every story
She feels lighter, somehow
Something soft and gentle in my arms
The same pink mouth and doe-eyes
The same soft skin on the back of her neck
Another time--
he could've been a better man.
He could have been-- a man.
A father,
A teacher,
Or even a king.
He soars on dark winds
Black magic.
He follows a black cloak
I've never known you
And I don't intend to.
I've never known your face,
I have never known your name,
Nor your voice,
I have never known you.
You brought me into the world,
One left, my heart died
As it broke my trust on love
One came, my heart lived
My heart learned to love again
Gently piled my trust once more
The heart can be taught,
After you crossed that line,
I told you to get the hell out of my life.
I didn’t want anything to do with you.
I don’t care if we’ve been best friends since 8th grade.
Once that line is crossed
How many second chances are we given on a day to day basis? Second chances are good, but not when the first chance was lazily wasted. Chances give us opportunites to improve...but at what bitter cost?
I am numb
My arm is a mess
There is so much pain
The cuts are stained with blood
Each cut represents something
It's a hidden meaning
That people don't understand
They just see me
Broken
The love we had was like glassYou could see right through itAnd everything was clearI loved you with all my heartWe had our little fightsAnd the scratches on the glass appeared