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Bring a blush to the painted flesh
And ring in the blessing born in her eyes.
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Our laughter and tears and pain now bound
The echoes of our love shall forever resound.
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His strangely secretive blue eyes are what fuels
Your tennis shoed feet across moonlit paved roads;
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But still she radiates
Like the lost diamond of innocence
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soaked away in glass beads
of mercury's diamonds,
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the drum beats in space
echo like the beating of
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the do's and don't's in life
do not apply to me.
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He spoke of angels and demons
How one cannot live without the other
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i want to cry myself to sleep
so in the morning my tears are gone
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Haunted is the soul of an angel
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Don’t wish on unobtainable dreams
With words that are as tangible as the wind
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Dark hallways of confusion you led me down
Adoring fleecy syllables of trickery
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Hypnotizing in their clarity and strength
Leading to a banked abyss of violet fever.
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Like my fairy dust giggles, starbright sighs, translucent roses
Running through galaxies alive with fireflies
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Arctic blue velvet veins solidify,
The flat froth of life is no more.
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No time when there's no watch The universe is our one room
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Frosty sparkles of lost yesterdays Cover the eyelashes of a child
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It’s hard not to cry When this little thing
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The tears were fake and plastic Stuck to your cheeks like glue
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The tears from my eyes mock They laugh, she's living a lie
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Starlit night in your solid pickup bed.
Only one blanket left, we'll have to share.
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My bubbling soda pop won't be there to save me, Nor will all the hugs and smiles of close strangers.
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They laughed in my face and told me I had no dreams. They shook up my world and told me to give it all up.
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Whispering of black tires trying to control A death that has stalked this being named Man.
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Black monsters waiting In the pools of misfortune
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I want to know where these words come from. Know where your tears go once they hit the paper and ink.
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I sat atop the broken rusty hood, In a graveyard of rundown travels,
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Shovel out the knowledge, Of sludge and slush and grime,
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Allow me to buy these $200 jeans, As I chat away ceasely about nothing,
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I'll stroke your face with care Sing softly a good night song
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Slide up these sleeves of insecurity,
To bare the naked skin untouched,
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Tear striken peace is this face
Soft lonely whimpers filled with grace
by BekkBekk
9 lines, 7 comments,
on Nov 7 10:49 PM 2006. In Sad
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The end of the world came at a time Andy wasn't expecting.
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A tear has fallen
Upon this feathery wing
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Battering eye lashes, teasing away?
To speak of these things my lord!
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