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"All I've ever known is sorrow; it's almost like a love affair that I can't ever leave behind, loose it anywhere." This is beautiful..I can't explain it, but these lines really spoke to me.

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love starts with that of a flickerin' cigarette


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i see angels above me, i see demons below me, fighting over heaven.
i loved her more when i was sober.
i don't want a second chance.
i swear i could feel your love before i knew your name.
bury my heart on the cold corner.

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From across the rooms arena i see you dance, almost hypnotically
as your hips sway in careful measure as you try not to spill your martini.
The partners you select can't seem to keep up and I'm way too shy
to approach you, to walk through the smog made of testosterone and pheromones.


I should try and say hello to you one of these days but I feel fine
never saying a word to you as you chug your drinks and I sip my ice water.
When your lips peel away from their grip on the straw I imagine
what it'd be like to embrace them with mine, to hold hands with one another.


Curious if you like to go slow or hasty examine each others body
like our curves are the hillside in countries as we detail each other like cartography.
Blindly are hands mash against one and others' chest, feeling each others failures;
not to judge but to know we ain't alone in our ascend out of the depths of our history.


I confessed my thoughts to my good friends deaf ear;
pleasure ensued as I held onto my search for despair.
All I've ever known is sorrow; it's almost like a love affair
that I can't ever leave behind, loose it anywhere. 1 comment


Bathe in a sea of turmoil as i examine my souls infectious notion
that I am safe to pursue my delusional ideas; that liquor is an elixir, an old potion
which i am capable of consuming the courage which lingers
in the aftermath of consequences which come in the mornings after math hangover.


Even the most callous of my former lovers have dried their eyes dry of tears for me.
They, more than others, have an acute awareness to my devious nature.
I designed an actor to show the world but now I can't unsheathe me from this role;
no longer interested in awaiting applause or try and take direction from others cues.


I wrote the lines to this movie-script with no idea
when it'll end; this life of mine, so now I wing my idealism
as I coast through life with carefully practiced improvisation.
All would be well, I hear from others attempts to muster
inside of me some sort of affection for life and what it can offer;
but since I was a child I've had the sinking suspicion what comes after
ain't like anything we envision and developed a code to try and follow
to save our soul from burning an eternity of satins hell fire.


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