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To break a heart,
It’s not hard.
You’re words are enough,
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From pool to pool the water flows
Softly tinkling as it falls
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The eyes that drink the music that I think
The way they capture everything of me
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Every last penny is spent
Everything's gone in the end
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Picture and title prompt [30 word restriction]
title: Languish
art: Mark Stock
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Twenty six? You think that's tough!
You haven't been around enough
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It was only a kiss but I floated on air
A kiss on the lips and another for spare
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Your love alone can guide me through the night
I want to spend a lifetime in your eyes
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A fish out of water is what I be,
The more I try the more they see.
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God to me, metaphorically
Good Orderly Direction
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In human form I finally found
Someone earthly bound
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The wings of love beneath her as she lies in soft repose
Her silken garments trail across the floor
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You'd stand your ground to tell us what was right,
Though all the world was baying for your blood.
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by cherche -d -ame
27 lines, 6 comments,
on Jan 17 5:34 AM 2008. In contest entry, Dark, Hope, Life, Nature, Other, Pain, Spiritual, Thoughts, Weird
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I hear them say "I am so sorry for your loss"
I see them look away
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Abrasions traced on empathy
outline contusions and ruptured vessels.
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I find my quiet spot in the middle of the city.
Serenity surrounded by the heavy sounds of life.
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I’m on my knees before you now
I know that there is no way out
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As the silver rivers drown their shores
so my tears drown this broken love
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My Bob works hard most every day
Earning Mr Scrooge his pay
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Don't bite the hand, it has no meat
Likewise keep away from feet
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God is...
Striking my heart
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The weather is cold, the sky so grey
December clouds stand in the way
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Losing grip in the pits of despair
No stability with nothing to grasp.
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Puppies, dolls and baby strollers
Make up the years ere I start school;
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If I could erase the yesterdays,
the ones that seem to have left their pain behind;
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All the time I felt her there,
I could never really see...
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As I walked through the woods a gentle wind undid the hood on my jacket.
My long red hair ran down and started to dance with the wind.
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Lilac eyes filled with pain
Never see her love again
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He reaches across these pages
like a hand upon my shoulder;
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