| I never claimed to be great at poetry, but I love to write it anyway. I hope you enjoy! |
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sin and atonement an incandescent flower one so honest one so fare the smallest kiss the greatest wish only a taste so close to innocence |
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venture your dreams with me, every moment must be caressed when I am with you. and we'll taste eternity every thought must be cherished when I am with you. |
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kissing an icy flower all alone without you wasting away at the hour she even sees your eyes she doesn't understand she's captured, even paralyzed she's right in front of you it's cold in here she'd wished you had come it's so dark in here she has found no one to say goodbye in a final blast so say goodbye and say it fast and we could make it last |
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dancing, gliding I wish you could be just like this this feeling of soft loving smiles crying, laughing do you know how it feels? I wish everything could be this soft |
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alone within myself touching immortality escaping reality relinquish within myself over this lonely time avenging society erasing insanity rescue this fear of mind |
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Gently, Softly, The Dove. An Unspoken Language. - Silence. |
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it is cold without light like my blood it gets colder everyday my love it has been stolen from my pounding heart like my blood it is cold and growing colder everyday still that music plays inside my mind inside my heart to taunt me my love is fading like the blood it runs colder everyday and still it flows has it no end? has it no death? my blood inside it runs for you my love it is cold without mercy for my heart smothered beneath my tears its blood runs so cold is not love meant to foster such fears? as I see you it runs cold and it's getting colder everyday my love it has been hidden away from glory and its pain disguised by the chill of that blood it longs my love for that warmth only to be loved without that blood running colder everyday icy cold my love it must run warm but I am so cold without that love that blood it's running cold and it's getting colder colder everyday |
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The Dead Men Are Hanging and I'll cry again. My tears will fall for the love of men. the weeping breeze, cries for freedom, the motionless sea. their tears and pain, hatred is clear in the bloody rain. like the death kissed man. Justice for all, united we stand. shone in the eyes. There is no light left in the skies. |
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Screaming the melody. Humming with love. Crying in pain. |
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she called it beauty we called it fright We saw the people holding hands she called it peace we called it war when we were blinded by such hate |
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loving me with their twinkling light like you only to never touch them like me vicious memories of you and me erupting me inside like you young summer nights like tonight under the restless stars with you |
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to watch the water flow as I weave my flower crown and let my feelings go. outside my flower world where there is only peace for I am the flower girl. |
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and to see you smile. To make your sadness mine I would weave you a chain, a chain of sunshine. each time I see you cry, but I would do anything to make your laughter true. I would weave you a chain, a chain of sunshine. |
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sleeping there beside me confusion doesn't seem like the first time can't take you with me sleeping there in silence walk me, walk me through your dreams through your pain your silence sleeping there beside me how strange it seems to think you will never know |
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to fill the stream that fills the sea and that's where I must be with you I'd love to swim that sea If only that rain could bring to me that love I need from you and that's where I should be within you to swim that stream that fills that sea it might be a bright blue day, but that rain will come my way and that's where you leave me be without you |
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up there and see; come and sing, come and dance. Just be there with me. in the rain, in the snow; to smile, to laugh, to let yourself go. to the dreams of these days. You cry and you scream, you turn Him away. when He calls out my name; you’ll be blind, you’ll be deaf, defeated with shame. up there with me; to sing and to dance, to come Home with me |
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black as pitch, dream lover, dream stranger, kiss is poison, kiss is death. in the mind, keep those dreams alive. white as rose, dream lover, dream healer, kiss is cure, kiss is life. in these dreams, keep the mind alive. |
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Bring it home. Nobody asked me how I feel. Nobody wants to know why I care. You just can’t be who you use to be. Let God Free You. Don’t wannta say that I’m done with it. Just wannta be like I am your child; safe by your side once more. Don’t leave your heart in the water. Bring it home. |
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i don’t want to think of the rain makes me think of you you’re far away now living it up the benefits of Mr. Bush and i think it’s too late ‘cause you don’t want that anymore one chance was all i got so now i can sit i can cry and the years go by i forget that your love means nothing if i don’t put it somewhere the grass is wet i thought it might rain i can lose myself in your hopes and dreams rain coming down rain coming down now the white pebbles, they surround this field reminding me of you i will never sit here again this i vow so now you’ve found a new girl? is she pretty? is she sweet? how quickly love is lost no, i will never sit here again it’s too late the words spoken just like that like a snap of the magician’s hands it’s too late to say the magic words |
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bittersweet anguish relish the time reverie of what cannot be of choices, there were none and yearn once more for what I cannot have love |