Thoughts On Love #5
Thoughts on Love #5
Love is a two way street.
The road is in the middle of nowhere, and a little bit bumpy. The speed limit is 60, but everyone goes 90. It has a few sharp turns, but everyone finds it more fun to nearly fly off the pavement. We drove, coming from opposite directions, and collided head on. That is the love I know from you: The bumpy, unpredictable, fast paced ride that takes me by surprise every time.
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Resolving the loose ends
Or cutting them off
I wandered into the purple mist
And listened to the eerie croaks
Of creatures in the dark
Paying no mind
To the smoke and haze
That smothers out my spark
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You hate the way I look at you, but the truth is that I don't know any other way to see you than as perfect. Then it occured to me- I love you so I can show you how much you are worth.
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Bum Bum
At first it is quiet. It is the first sign of life, or better yet, a rebirth.
Bum Bum
It has grown louder, echoing through the streets. They are united, they are one.
BUM BUM
It is deafening, the beautiful sound of rebellion and of unity. Many people standing for one purpose, a sign of change.
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Thoughts on Love #9
Love is like being lost, then finding yourself at your destination anyway. Love is like forgetting the formula on a math test, but still getting the the answer right. Love is life forgetting your wallet and finding the exact change you need on the ground.
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The words rattle
In my mind
Like chains
But somehow
They are
Freeing.
They sing a
Silent song
To me
Like whispers in
The autumn
And they are
More beautiful
Than the words
Could ever say
Strings of lights and
Yellow tapestries
Brighten up my room
In an attempt to hide
The darkened mess
That lurks in the corners
Graveyard At Midnight
The crow caws once.
A shiver down my spine
I wanted nothing more than to preserve what was mine.
The crow caws again.
Another eerie cry
I tried to fight fate, but you cant win with a lie.
The crow caws once more
A body in the ground
No headstone to mark, only soil in a mound.
The crow falls silent.
The empty only grows
The last attempt to hide my sins, causes them to show.
I often ponder
As to whether the stars
Tire of burning
Too?
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