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casper-dm
casper-dm
American Casper Is an American Writer & Musician from Los Angeles, Ca. , Living out of time.
Strung out in heaven, I fell from the start, Deep pools of ocean blue, you captured my heart Waited forever for lips to set me free, But the haunt of your smile now imprisons me, Standing on the corner, I hear the devil sing Notes in the darkness I don’t dare to dream, Late last summer, is farther than it seems My charmed life has lost its gleem, I keep finding my way, my way back to you again I keep fighting my way, my way back to you again I keep praying my way, my way back to you again I keep stumbling my way, my way back to you, again. Some say a poet, some call me a cad, You call me ****** for living with a past, You know I waited for you to change your mind, I’m standing a shadow, Running out of time Battered & broken, Thirteen across this chest, Scarred & defeated,The wicked get no rest, You know I waited for you to change your mind, I’m only a shadow, running out of time.
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Aug 20, 2012
Aug 20, 2012 at 9:05 AM UTC
Finding My Way
Living with you & your memories, Blue, hollow heart and haunted mind. And she's the needle That you come back too And the riddle, You can't unwind, You can't unwind. I never bought that line that you're crazy A wasted man Beyond repair, And through your purple eyes, I can see the light And through your whiskey lies, I can hear the truth The truth unwinds. Living with you & your memories, The ***** & pills have taken a toll, And you’re the needle That lays beside me & The riddle I can’t unwind, I can’t unwind, I'm gonna wait, til you really love me til you really need me Want me around and it's gonna take A mountain to move me And ocean to lose me To swallow me down, I'm gonna wait.
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Aug 20, 2012
Aug 20, 2012 at 9:04 AM UTC
The Wait
Sometimes I fear you hanging me form a string. with the Lines running down the back of your legs to those heels, For you’re sure to adore, then ignore and set me free, Cast me asail and alone on a sea of misery, But baby don’t Go You were meant for me Baby don’t go You were meant for me Baby don’t go You were meant for me Baby don’t go You were meant for me I fell asleep in the deep black ink of your retreat, In my slumber I fell with my heart peeled  a heavy beat, well you froze from the words that my love mouth did preach, Pulled away for today left my head twisted in deceit, But Baby don’t go You were meant for me Baby don’t go You were meant for me Baby don’t go You were meant for me Baby don’t go You were meant for me But don’t worry baby, They call this the honeymoon, I’ll take you for granted, And it’ll be happenin’ soon You’ll learn to hate, The way I say your name, I’ll fall to my knees to whisper again,
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Aug 20, 2012
Aug 20, 2012 at 9:03 AM UTC
The Don't Go Waltz
In my foolish rush to be, I passed everything by, I took chance upon chance, Scheming for the next big thing. The next big push, As I let them all slip away, One by one. Through my gambler's hands. I knocked all of it down, Expectations, ambitions, Dreams. Searching for fulfillment, Of the false prophecy, Of emptiness. Whittled into an old fool, Upon his knees, As a broken dog, Feeding on the scraps of cast off love affairs. Deserving of no more than this. The standing dead tree, Too rotten to harvest, A waste of space.
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Aug 7, 2012
Aug 7, 2012 at 8:02 AM UTC
7 feet of Pine
It happens more Often than not, I look in the mirror of your eyes Hear the tremble that lives Deep in your throat Watch the carnival dance of Uneasy skeletons as your lips Part to repeat one thing, Just one thing, Over And over again. Hold you to feel the want, Knowing that You Struggle, To push away first. Lay alone with you To remain alone, And it is this: That I am you, And you, I.
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Aug 7, 2012
Aug 7, 2012 at 8:02 AM UTC
15 years Between The Parallel..
It started as small engine, Buzzing, Of the insect wings. The ballet between the stem, And the seducer. The blossom to be violated, With the natural lust, Of flight. The swelling tummy, And promise of peace, Of fulfillment and joy. And gods own Breath upon the skin. Hope that fights, Against an early frost, Hides from the aphid's teeth, And swallows beak. Proud mother glowing from Color, Of a slow ripening fruit, Upon the branches. Basking in the sun and moon, And growing bolder still. Praying for the moment of release, Never turning to watch the tears, Left in it's place. Walking, Running, Tumbling, Falling, Wanting, yet Knowing never, To be collected. Left here, Upon the cold Dead leaves of ancestors. Eaten away with decay, Taken by the disease, Of this earth. As tears fall from high, Only to shatter Against the frozen ground.
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Aug 7, 2012
Aug 7, 2012 at 8:01 AM UTC
..And you wished to be more
Everyday she was by my side In puddles of morning rain, Wet sneakers splashing. Arms wrapped around, Sore shoulders Hanging, dead weight. Eyes squinting at the Sun's Awakening, early morning blooms. In the cold dark of night, The warmth of her to keep me, Safe from the ice storms of my dreams. Everyday she was by my side. until now, now the chill of my life Runs unchecked, my now dry feet Colder still.
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Aug 7, 2012
Aug 7, 2012 at 8:00 AM UTC
Colder Still
Two hundred years ago, We met. And you were for me, Even then. I saw it in your eyes The first time I stepped Into your path as you turned the corner, Your round-toed shoes perfect, As I brought down My stare to meet them. My momentary lapse of confidence, Pierced with tender lips. Carriage wheels spun, As my heart leapt from my vest, My mind counted, The times I would say your name. From this day forward, Until the earth stood still, And the sun burned dark Those few letters bound To my every happiness I have waited all these years, Just to hold you in my gaze again. To feel the pain of ages escape, With the breaths you steal in a kiss. The small hands, That once held my soul in place, Back in mine. And now with winter's dead, Creeping into my ears, Footprints in the snow, Spilling away from me, I will wait two hundred more, Counting the times, I will say your name
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Aug 7, 2012
Aug 7, 2012 at 8:00 AM UTC
Four
You ask of me, To trust. To bite of the ripened peach. Savor the delight that is you, Breathe in ecstasy, The elixir of your flesh. The starlight of your eyes, Illuminating the darkness, On the path that I have followed. The butterfly wings that flutter, Against my skin, With each and every kiss. You ask this of me. To forget the inevitable, ****** of the blade. Accept the scar from the flame, Your eventual absence will bring me. To welcome the oncoming storm, Of winter with open arms. To worship, Desire, Hope for, The oncoming death, Of your love for me. Ask me once more.
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Aug 7, 2012
Aug 7, 2012 at 7:59 AM UTC
I was supposed to forget last night...
Into A Den Of Vipers... …And with smiles that belied The truth of their desire Ragged claws hidden Beneath the charms and approval Eyes that flashed From tranquil blue to a dark Mass of emptiness They all stood and stared, Calculated reach To touch, To hold, to feel, To steal and devour the last Remnants of flesh from the frame. Picking over the slowly decaying bones Of an aged Prince, all of you to revel in the dust.
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Aug 7, 2012
Aug 7, 2012 at 7:59 AM UTC
Vipers