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She had kissed me days ago
After school
Now a memory
On a warm afternoon

I have books filled with her
Verse after verse
In search for the truth
She's poetry in motion

Lies seem sweeter
When I look into those eyes
That hide the love
Inside
If the last leaf falls from the barren tree
As the flowers turn frail, cold, and dry
In the deepest darkest times
Where the soul cannot find the light

When the heart turns to nature
With the sun and moon as its guide
During the wintry depths of desperation
On the darkest nights when the stars collide

In this losing battle called life
We're meant not to win or conquer
Our aim is for the sky with feet rooted to the green
Finding beauty in the smallest of things
She wakes up early
As I pass by the hall
Curled up tightly
In her sheets

It's warm outside
She doesn't leave her bed
For it is cold
Inside
If you're lost in the forest among the dying trees
And the river in you runs cold
A gentle breeze sails through the tapestry of brittle leaves
In the icy midst of winter

Invoking a long lost friend
That melts the crystal streams
Crawls through the warm earth
Awakens the entire forest in a collective chorus

If you've never felt your heartbeat
Then I hope you find the right moment
That sweeps you off your feet
Suddenly life will make sense
I've been meaning to say this for a long time
Second guessing my well-rehearsed lines
Taking my sweet time
Riding out the nights

When you were in my life
I had cast myself into a downward spiral
I'd fallen far enough
To contemplate my mistakes

Your beauty's inspired
My staged rhymes can't describe it
There's no better way to say this
Than with honesty
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L4sbDxR22z4

-Cigarettes After ***
Someday, I'll look at those moments
When every secret revealed
With it a fiery passion
That had festered in silence

While the memories were lost
Held together by these words
Carved neatly in the corner of your heart
They live on

Boundless as the tides of time
When a violent heartbeat
Causes a dull ache
The blood will sometimes course its way

Into your heart and soul
Intertwining with my being
Soft and slow as a gentle breeze
Every time you dream of me
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u3QZVdqUidw

-John Lennon
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