zac-carlson - Hello Poetry

In these times Looking back at her in such great distress Backing up sitting down breathing heavy now I rest Walking through numb recollections Impressions on the mind in every single action Choreograph fake rain Blood running from my swollen vein Sweat running down my face All because I’m thinking of her taste Show number one is playing on the big screen Reminiscing laughter together And what I’m now missing Tears dripping down no need to act out this pain Good for them I’m thinking Spare them from this place Learning everyone can use a little amazing grace This foundation I laid Slipping on the mud in this heavy rain Rain will come rain will go But this bottom wasn’t meant to hold I’m a soggy wash up In need of a new resting place One that shows number two on the big screen Stuck in a daze just another phase pushing through the maze just to get through the days I won’t forget you only remember Just moving on to find a new member Mutual love will cease my shaky temper

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Jan 27, 2015

Jan 27, 2015 at 10:22 PM UTC

choreograph fake rain

In these times Looking back at her in such great distress Backing up sitting down breathing heavy now I rest Walking through numb recollections Impressions on the mind in every single action Choreograph fake rain Blood running from my swollen vein Sweat running down my face All because I’m thinking of her taste Show number one is playing on the big screen Reminiscing laughter together And what I’m now missing Tears dripping down no need to act out this pain Good for them I’m thinking Spare them from this place Learning everyone can use a little amazing grace This foundation I laid Slipping on the mud in this heavy rain Rain will come rain will go But this bottom wasn’t meant to hold I’m a soggy wash up In need of a new resting place One that shows number two on the big screen Stuck in a daze just another phase pushing through the maze just to get through the days I won’t forget you only remember Just moving on to find a new member Mutual love will cease my shaky temper

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You are a curious fleshy navigator Explorer of mind and world You are a synapse searcher A hemisphere lurker You are a voiceless idea An unopened potion You are beautifully blurry An ambiguously cryptic existence You reach my extremities A nice warm flow You burst from my body The only existence I know

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Feb 14, 2013

Feb 14, 2013 at 5:37 PM UTC

Artist.

You are a curious fleshy navigator Explorer of mind and world You are a synapse searcher A hemisphere lurker You are a voiceless idea An unopened potion You are beautifully blurry An ambiguously cryptic existence You reach my extremities A nice warm flow You burst from my body The only existence I know

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I knew a girl who is a lake superior mermaid Fresh water pearls, never a diamond ring A north shore vagabond - lake shore queen with no need for a king Swims with the users of the bottom as a bed I knew a girl who is a lake superior mermaid

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Feb 14, 2013

Feb 14, 2013 at 4:36 PM UTC

Lake Superior Mermaid

I knew a girl who is a lake superior mermaid Fresh water pearls, never a diamond ring A north shore vagabond - lake shore queen with no need for a king Swims with the users of the bottom as a bed I knew a girl who is a lake superior mermaid

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I rise from smooth bright rays on the good days On the lesser days I have to know The sun still shines bright behind dark clouds Rays burn hard on my wet skin The warmth is all I have when wearing so thin Today I am washing away Memories in my mind That couldn't always find the way Now the radio reads afternoon But I can’t tune It's fuzz If I can’t find it, who does? I close my eyes and hand over my day to my bed Dreams a sweet gift for my troubled head Morning comes It’s a new fight Confident the sun’s going to shine bright

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Feb 14, 2013

Feb 14, 2013 at 3:21 AM UTC

Rise Today

I rise from smooth bright rays on the good days On the lesser days I have to know The sun still shines bright behind dark clouds Rays burn hard on my wet skin The warmth is all I have when wearing so thin Today I am washing away Memories in my mind That couldn't always find the way Now the radio reads afternoon But I can’t tune It's fuzz If I can’t find it, who does? I close my eyes and hand over my day to my bed Dreams a sweet gift for my troubled head Morning comes It’s a new fight Confident the sun’s going to shine bright

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