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I plucked a flower from your field, as laughter fell like Silver rain upon my fevered brow I wonder how I could
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Fields of topaz like hallowed visions from
A mingled past, these butter colored
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She wrote our secret history upon those Battered walls, violet visions of our thoughts
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I find myself falling through the looking glass, see I wonder of a stranger, I wonder of Georgia, does
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I remember Rosalie, she's another shadow in
My mind, I find as I walk down those endless
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These broken bonds like frozen links Just cold memories of the way we
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I wrote a letter between tears, stains left
Marked against the page, it rains words like
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I drank bottles by the old dust road, While the piano man regaled me with
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There were jewels that hid Inside her eyes thereby
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In a kiss I tasted paradise and it conquered truth.
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I tried to look at my life through the Camera lens, but these thoughts have
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I leave letters buried next to my true self, These scenes stirring memories turning my
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Ashtrays filled with cigarettes from a night Just past, they remind me that I haven't
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I keep a photo by my bed, but if you really
Want to know I don't need it, your face
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Ink runs In my blood only to rage
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They told me to come away, that the edge
Would pull me down to where even the birds
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Raising eyes to the sky, unpermitted by bars, I've got tears falling slow, I've got dreams
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Remember me when I have passed into twilight,
A land I won’t escape from, where my might and
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My head lying against her chest, relaxed and happy A smile gracing my face, content in this place
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I've made a place for these memories, put All my fallen tears in a jar, and in every
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I fight silently leaving violence upon The page, but I tight lipped, I hate
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A soft breath against her neck, velvet Touch against her skin, and I refused
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It hurt to watch him waiting for a sign That daddy was coming, but my mind
by Deacon Kane
18 lines, 2 comments,
on Sep 24 11:47 PM 2008
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They tell me that heaven's waiting, that's why The pain lessens cuz I'm holding my breath,
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Standing by the street again, the car got farther As I watched, something calling, something whispering,
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I have visions of my little girl Sitting by the window's glass, alas
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I made a place for my memories, right
Beside the orchard tree, and I came
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I wrote my dreams upon your skin,
A portrait I made with ink.
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Light me up, see my life is slightly
Obscene, unsightly how I try to be,
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I am the door that shan't be opened, a house
That they left for the wind, and Time
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I smoke the blunt to outstrip the pain
Welded to my bones, but these thoughts
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Grace and elegance, I wrap
You in terms meant to perceive
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Thank me for smoking, thank me for being deluded
Enough to perceive your cancerous death stick could
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In my mirror there's a place there, where evil
Never came and paradise is a woman's kiss.
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I write sonnets to a lady that
I loved, it sometimes tastes
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