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Tag Archives: Love
Falling Asleep
She goes for the throat She doesn’t know But it’s good to hope She aims for the neck Or better yet Whatever she can get She tries for the eyes She won’t deny She’s lacking the surprise She’s lacking the surprise … Continue reading
The Contours of the Leather
There was a moment And we tried to hold it But the space between us It kept growing much larger Moving much farther Every single day There was a letter So that you would remember But the black ink it … Continue reading
Any Other Way
Let’s add the numbers up Maybe something’s changed (It doesn’t feel the same) Words with meaning Are they leaving or will they remain (I wonder every day) I feel comfortable But God I wish I could’ve stayed (If it … Continue reading
Someone, Somewhere
Someone, somewhere Is it still unclear That these words are for no one else Someone, someplace A cold glove; five lakes And a pretty smile you wear so well You wear so well Someone, somewhere I dream we’re still there … Continue reading
The Light
When I’m gone, you’ll be the only one But you want to know if there’s more When it fades to black and I reach for the door I’ll know my prayers weren’t just words for the floor The light it … Continue reading
Happen Again
The picture it was flying; it fell into twelve partsRunning past the others, he screamed Jesus won’t you save herFace against the floor she’s bleeding more, but breathing less nowAnd although he wears a crown, he also frowns he can’t express … Continue reading
The City
She came up from the city looking for something pretty To wipe her face on ’cause she don’t want to get dirt on her hands He came down from the city escaping life and pity Only to find that within … Continue reading
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