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The morning rise is failing to compromise As the chains keep bones bound to sleep Fall back to the distant place that keeps the mind in peace And I see you walk into the scene, set the room at ease Until it all just fades away….. Slowly crawl to the eggshells to be made Hard to lift the pans when the body feels like clay And the air is cold as the frozen pines covered in white Every breath consumed, keeps the lungs at ease Until it all just stays the same….. And it all comes back it feels so close to me These shaky hands reach out to empty memories I hear your cries pushing needles through my eyes Blinding all that I can see, fakes the mind at ease Until it all just shakes away….. Make way to outside where the engine runs on idle Let the wheel and peddle control the pavement Don’t know which direction or where to go As the sun shines bright, puts the road at ease Until it all just stays away….. Pull into the gravel driveway park next to the port Walk through the rainwater into the icy shore Stare across to all the bright lights where the fire burns As I start to slip away, broken promises at ease Until it all walks away….. Step into the bourbon filled room amongst friends Glasses go around praising good times and amends There is no regrets to be heard when we smile Everything feels ok, the future is at ease Until it all slips away….. Until I lose tomorrow today…..

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Jul 24, 2020

Jul 24, 2020 at 10:01 PM UTC

j-m-1

Lose Tomorrow Today

The morning rise is failing to compromise As the chains keep bones bound to sleep Fall back to the distant place that keeps the mind in peace And I see you walk into the scene, set the room at ease Until it all just fades away….. Slowly crawl to the eggshells to be made Hard to lift the pans when the body feels like clay And the air is cold as the frozen pines covered in white Every breath consumed, keeps the lungs at ease Until it all just stays the same….. And it all comes back it feels so close to me These shaky hands reach out to empty memories I hear your cries pushing needles through my eyes Blinding all that I can see, fakes the mind at ease Until it all just shakes away….. Make way to outside where the engine runs on idle Let the wheel and peddle control the pavement Don’t know which direction or where to go As the sun shines bright, puts the road at ease Until it all just stays away….. Pull into the gravel driveway park next to the port Walk through the rainwater into the icy shore Stare across to all the bright lights where the fire burns As I start to slip away, broken promises at ease Until it all walks away….. Step into the bourbon filled room amongst friends Glasses go around praising good times and amends There is no regrets to be heard when we smile Everything feels ok, the future is at ease Until it all slips away….. Until I lose tomorrow today…..

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Its delightful all the ways we repent Follow all our dreams sleep away the shame These mornings start with hazy blanks As forgiving eyes cast shadows on our days Walk the sidewalks calmly Slip into the same uncertainty Through the background stable Shell out the pieces inside Your ghost….it haunts this Your ghost….it haunts this And the leaves still fall And the snow still stands Still I find the places to keep this past in my hands It’s a mouthful of hypocritical ways Face the moments where it was ok These late nights end with dizzy stares Fixture of what was all the evenings spent here Watch the lanes fall away Slip into the same routine Through the alleyways I play Shell out the pieces that I break Your ghost….it haunts this Your ghost….it haunts this And the leaves still fall And the snow still stands Still I find all the ways to make you leave my hands

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Dec 5, 2018

Dec 5, 2018 at 8:43 PM UTC

j-m-1

Your Ghost.....

Its delightful all the ways we repent Follow all our dreams sleep away the shame These mornings start with hazy blanks As forgiving eyes cast shadows on our days Walk the sidewalks calmly Slip into the same uncertainty Through the background stable Shell out the pieces inside Your ghost….it haunts this Your ghost….it haunts this And the leaves still fall And the snow still stands Still I find the places to keep this past in my hands It’s a mouthful of hypocritical ways Face the moments where it was ok These late nights end with dizzy stares Fixture of what was all the evenings spent here Watch the lanes fall away Slip into the same routine Through the alleyways I play Shell out the pieces that I break Your ghost….it haunts this Your ghost….it haunts this And the leaves still fall And the snow still stands Still I find all the ways to make you leave my hands

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Stare slowly at the wall Find a moment where my mind can stall Strange pictures and alcohol Looking at a broken remote left in a pause It’s a shame It’s a shame You should have listened to all the words you said Sweat pants and dresses start making sense A dark theater back row for two Years later you still didn’t gain a clue If only you have seen the movie scene You could have been her killing queen It’s a shame It’s a **** shame You are left with your own blame Not my best but writing has been difficult these days

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Mar 24, 2018

Mar 24, 2018 at 9:13 PM UTC

j-m-1

Its a shame

Stare slowly at the wall Find a moment where my mind can stall Strange pictures and alcohol Looking at a broken remote left in a pause It’s a shame It’s a shame You should have listened to all the words you said Sweat pants and dresses start making sense A dark theater back row for two Years later you still didn’t gain a clue If only you have seen the movie scene You could have been her killing queen It’s a shame It’s a **** shame You are left with your own blame Not my best but writing has been difficult these days

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Watch it play and turn away Battle-scars and airport bars Find the places that never show their shame Swallow the pieces of all those broken days And I wish these bones Would carry further than roads I laid And I feel my days Are blank spaces left to stray Stare through lights and blank stares Tonic glasses and late night hazards Never comprehended being in between Watch away while you play the next scene And I wish these bones Would find their former self And I feel my days Are losing ground, rotting on a shelf Shell of all that we used to be Fighting for the feelings I cannot see Foster old flames and blank promises They always sang the truthful choruses And I wish these bones Would lift themselves from the chair And I feel my days Are left for dust and wear

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Dec 23, 2017

Dec 23, 2017 at 5:21 PM UTC

j-m-1

These Bones

Watch it play and turn away Battle-scars and airport bars Find the places that never show their shame Swallow the pieces of all those broken days And I wish these bones Would carry further than roads I laid And I feel my days Are blank spaces left to stray Stare through lights and blank stares Tonic glasses and late night hazards Never comprehended being in between Watch away while you play the next scene And I wish these bones Would find their former self And I feel my days Are losing ground, rotting on a shelf Shell of all that we used to be Fighting for the feelings I cannot see Foster old flames and blank promises They always sang the truthful choruses And I wish these bones Would lift themselves from the chair And I feel my days Are left for dust and wear

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There was a place I used to go As a kid where no one would know It kept me calm and collected Behind the fence, In the apartment complex I sat next to a stream as it flowed past This was my wonderland I yearn to go back there and stand Feel the air, and let go of all care I never told anyone about my escape It was meant for safekeeping Not for others to be seeking I want to go back, let it soothe what I lack Its not that far from where I lay But age has taken time and care It wont feel the same as it used to bare Accept what was woven, you were right Holden

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Dec 14, 2017

Dec 14, 2017 at 9:20 PM UTC

j-m-1

Mountain Village

There was a place I used to go As a kid where no one would know It kept me calm and collected Behind the fence, In the apartment complex I sat next to a stream as it flowed past This was my wonderland I yearn to go back there and stand Feel the air, and let go of all care I never told anyone about my escape It was meant for safekeeping Not for others to be seeking I want to go back, let it soothe what I lack Its not that far from where I lay But age has taken time and care It wont feel the same as it used to bare Accept what was woven, you were right Holden

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It’s the burdens of these hallways and casual screams They sing of the results that were never meant to me Cant control the distance when the time is always off I will follow my convictions in the barroom left unlocked Keeping away the promises made through all our talk Bring about the sighs through unpleasant empty stares I bet you could make honey from shattered glass Lay all their eyes down as they make a pass If I had 57’ chevy would you ride with me? Let me pick you up and be what you want me to be. Drive away to false expectations that never last If I had a 57’ chevy could we forget our past? Shoulder decisions to make others believe Have my shoes shined bright trim the lawn real clean Take a lonely picture with yourself and desperation Save all the innocence for a fathers blessing Tolls have laid themselves through nights that never end Depend on others broken tabs to keep the lights on I bet you could make charcoal into diamond eyes Lay them on a table for others to walk bye If I had 57’ chevy would you ride with me? Let me pick you up and be what you want me to be. Drive us down those roads of all the days that have gone past If I had a 57’ chevy could I find a way to make it last You could be a pin up in a polka dotted dress Squander how both are lives remain an empty distant mess I could chauffeur you steadily through different outside towns And forget about missed autumn nights as all the leaves turn brown If I had 57’ chevy would you ride with me? Let me pick you up and be what you want me to be. Drive away to false expectations that never last If I had a 57’ chevy could we forget our past? We have lost desire from open regrets If I had a 57’ chevy would you just forget

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Dec 10, 2017

Dec 10, 2017 at 2:27 PM UTC

j-m-1

Polka Dotted Dress

It’s the burdens of these hallways and casual screams They sing of the results that were never meant to me Cant control the distance when the time is always off I will follow my convictions in the barroom left unlocked Keeping away the promises made through all our talk Bring about the sighs through unpleasant empty stares I bet you could make honey from shattered glass Lay all their eyes down as they make a pass If I had 57’ chevy would you ride with me? Let me pick you up and be what you want me to be. Drive away to false expectations that never last If I had a 57’ chevy could we forget our past? Shoulder decisions to make others believe Have my shoes shined bright trim the lawn real clean Take a lonely picture with yourself and desperation Save all the innocence for a fathers blessing Tolls have laid themselves through nights that never end Depend on others broken tabs to keep the lights on I bet you could make charcoal into diamond eyes Lay them on a table for others to walk bye If I had 57’ chevy would you ride with me? Let me pick you up and be what you want me to be. Drive us down those roads of all the days that have gone past If I had a 57’ chevy could I find a way to make it last You could be a pin up in a polka dotted dress Squander how both are lives remain an empty distant mess I could chauffeur you steadily through different outside towns And forget about missed autumn nights as all the leaves turn brown If I had 57’ chevy would you ride with me? Let me pick you up and be what you want me to be. Drive away to false expectations that never last If I had a 57’ chevy could we forget our past? We have lost desire from open regrets If I had a 57’ chevy would you just forget

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She walks in with an armistice and my body is just too sore Not ready for love or useless arguments dragged across the floor Im used to chasing rabbits and bad habits Now I sit and wonder why I’m glued to this chair Hard to find a way to figure out to care She wants anything to lay next to her pitiful deceit As I keep close all the secrets that you keep She will argue until I bend But I wont let her forget her skeletons I want to wake up every morning with a cup Of a ****** mary and the paper folded up Read about the yesterdays and the scores Think of all the years I chose to ignore She loses her self in all the years of regret and wasted years Never ready to commit always fall on deaf ears Im not used to casual and detachable Found a way to get through all the harder times Sell my soul for another sip of sunshine She wants to find something inside I will make sure that the words you say will abide She will argue until I close my eyes But I will make sure she sleeps with all her lies I want towake up every morning with a cup Of a ****** mary and the paper burning up Read about the yesterdays and what wont last Think of all the days that have gone past

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Nov 26, 2017

Nov 26, 2017 at 2:04 AM UTC

j-m-1

****** Mary

She walks in with an armistice and my body is just too sore Not ready for love or useless arguments dragged across the floor Im used to chasing rabbits and bad habits Now I sit and wonder why I’m glued to this chair Hard to find a way to figure out to care She wants anything to lay next to her pitiful deceit As I keep close all the secrets that you keep She will argue until I bend But I wont let her forget her skeletons I want to wake up every morning with a cup Of a ****** mary and the paper folded up Read about the yesterdays and the scores Think of all the years I chose to ignore She loses her self in all the years of regret and wasted years Never ready to commit always fall on deaf ears Im not used to casual and detachable Found a way to get through all the harder times Sell my soul for another sip of sunshine She wants to find something inside I will make sure that the words you say will abide She will argue until I close my eyes But I will make sure she sleeps with all her lies I want towake up every morning with a cup Of a ****** mary and the paper burning up Read about the yesterdays and what wont last Think of all the days that have gone past

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Talk of all how fast these weeks will go unkept And all the words we said wont be left to forget Hard to think these miles are so true Scream silently and smile on cue But she will paint faces in cardboard places And I walk amongst the ever setting sunset And she cries for angels in all the wrong spaces As I crawl to make a point for my regrets Walk the dock and slip to places no one sees Keep behind a piece of what is supposed to be Bend a page of all we used to keep Hard to give up chances on fake southern dreams But she will paint faces in cardboard places As I work amongst the ever living dead And her smile is contagious, ditzy and painless Giving hope to all the focus up ahead We slip into the vast uncertainty Walk amongst the dead to wait and see Speak against the grain and catch me in the rye Run around and save us from our lies

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Nov 17, 2017

Nov 17, 2017 at 9:47 PM UTC

j-m-1

Cardboard Places

Talk of all how fast these weeks will go unkept And all the words we said wont be left to forget Hard to think these miles are so true Scream silently and smile on cue But she will paint faces in cardboard places And I walk amongst the ever setting sunset And she cries for angels in all the wrong spaces As I crawl to make a point for my regrets Walk the dock and slip to places no one sees Keep behind a piece of what is supposed to be Bend a page of all we used to keep Hard to give up chances on fake southern dreams But she will paint faces in cardboard places As I work amongst the ever living dead And her smile is contagious, ditzy and painless Giving hope to all the focus up ahead We slip into the vast uncertainty Walk amongst the dead to wait and see Speak against the grain and catch me in the rye Run around and save us from our lies

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Take all that is left inside Make a place to control the design It only hurts when you want it to Keep the answers in the walls and hide Its sensible and lost its taste Contracting labors and more burdens While humming sounds of broken tapes It was so simple then Casual and cool with all our friends It was so easy then Twist our way through all the insinuations As locked doors hide the tears Lose the questions of flaccid danger Take a chance on humble aspirations Provoking thoughtful comical gimmicks As this darkness finds peace in the remains Finding a place to question martyrs Send away the places all the secrets stay It was so simple then Casual and cool with all our friends It was so easy then Taking all that we can give And all the lies make up for every sin Hollowed hallways hold the sounds Let the anger shake the doubt It was so simple then Casual and cool with all our friends But it wasn’t easy then Masking all the words we never said

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Nov 6, 2017

Nov 6, 2017 at 5:57 PM UTC

j-m-1

park the f*****g car

Take all that is left inside Make a place to control the design It only hurts when you want it to Keep the answers in the walls and hide Its sensible and lost its taste Contracting labors and more burdens While humming sounds of broken tapes It was so simple then Casual and cool with all our friends It was so easy then Twist our way through all the insinuations As locked doors hide the tears Lose the questions of flaccid danger Take a chance on humble aspirations Provoking thoughtful comical gimmicks As this darkness finds peace in the remains Finding a place to question martyrs Send away the places all the secrets stay It was so simple then Casual and cool with all our friends It was so easy then Taking all that we can give And all the lies make up for every sin Hollowed hallways hold the sounds Let the anger shake the doubt It was so simple then Casual and cool with all our friends But it wasn’t easy then Masking all the words we never said

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We danced through firewater Years gone past Sat through the arguments That would always last But the words always fell down to blank paper I would be ashamed I would take the blame This tiny mansion helps us believe the notion There could be a way through all of this commotion Save the silence as we drink down the potion I would be ashamed I would take the blame I will wear all your masks just promise you’ll go away Promise you find another lonely place to stay

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Oct 30, 2017

Oct 30, 2017 at 5:59 PM UTC

j-m-1

Wexford

We danced through firewater Years gone past Sat through the arguments That would always last But the words always fell down to blank paper I would be ashamed I would take the blame This tiny mansion helps us believe the notion There could be a way through all of this commotion Save the silence as we drink down the potion I would be ashamed I would take the blame I will wear all your masks just promise you’ll go away Promise you find another lonely place to stay

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