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  Mar 2015 AllAtOnce
Liz And Lilacs
You know more about me
than any stranger should.
You know more about me
than any friend could.
It's not always easy
to post the things I write
Because they are more of myself,
that I don't like to share.
My poems are me and me alone.
I hope you like them,
but more, I hope you like me,
even if I'm a mess.
AllAtOnce Mar 2015
sometimes relationships are like movies; you can predict the ****** or the ending even before it happens. when the movie ends, you need to evaluate if it's worth putting more time and effort into a sequel: same cast, same plot, same idea. but sometimes, it takes a terrible sequel in order to realize that every minute you loved is over and you can either re-watch them over and over, until you can recognize that you need a new cast, a new story, and a new vision. pick your own cast-choose wisely. write your own script. but do not let it write you.
AllAtOnce Feb 2015
Ballerinas dancing up and down notes
Twisting and turning in things I never wrote
Great leaps and great dips into everything unknown
Weeping washes away anything we'd ever know
Musical symphonies sound like fresh rain
Pirouettes weaving love with the pain
Throw me a lift and I'll break away
Watch me grow wings as the sky turns to grey
I'll crush the stage I'll break the sky
Run away with me come on babe we'll fly
Don't ask me to stay don't ask me to go
I do what I want I can run the show
I'll dance if I want, but I'd rather fly
Please don't weep, please don't cry
I'll break out of your cage
And dance off this stage
I'm not in your music box anymore
My dress is left in tatters but everything's new
And I can see is the sky and it's blue
So when I find land I want green again
But not for so long-I want things to change
Green-brown-and finally amber
And grey will be only something I remember
AllAtOnce Feb 2015
i feel an addict
with my head swimming in chemicals and hormones
wishing for things that could never be
maybe it's called hallucinating
i'm feeling things that shouldn't be there
this happiness is so artificial it's not fair
soon i'll come crashing down
a ****** after a high
just loving him to get by
and i'll ***** my arms until i can feel
something that seems just as real
don't take this away
let me have my high
because it never lasts long anyway
i only want to get my-

....
AllAtOnce Feb 2015
I've learned that there's a difference
Between a wordsmith and anything but
When they say they're always thinking of you
And it lies less in the handwriting
And more in the meaning itself
AllAtOnce Feb 2015
Let me tell you the beginning of a love story
That began with pretty eyes and rosy lips
Let me tell you the beginning of a love story
That started with hello and ended in silence

Let me tell you the beginning of a love story
Where he was all she thought she'd need
Let me tell you the beginning of a love story
Where she romanticized everything

Let me tell you the beginning of a love story
He read her words in a celebrity's voice
Let me tell you the beginning of a love story
Where getting swept away wasn't a choice

Let me tell you the middle of a love story
Roses grew among the thorns
Let me tell you the middle of a love story
And they lost everything they thought they'd found

Let me tell you the middle of a love story
Where he chose to walk away
Let me tell you the middle of a love story
Where she captured his essence in poetry for days

Let me tell you the end of a love story
The pen is falling to the ground
Let me tell you the end of a love story
Where they begged and pleaded too loud

Let me tell you the end of a love story
Where everything turned out wrong
Let me tell you the end of a love story
Just because a song is bad doesn't mean you don't sing along

This is the end of our love story
Who put faith in chemistry anyway
These are the last words of our love story
So hello, my dear, and goodbye
The end.
AllAtOnce Feb 2015
it's just me with this guitar
that I can't play
wondering where you are
i've lost all hope
of changing minds
with the sound
of breaking ties
there's nothing left
to hold to now
besides old pictures
because you're going now
with symphonies
you're going out
followed by raindrops
you couldn't hear my shouts
just don't forget
about me when
you go away
i know you may want to
but promise me anyway
Say you'll remember me, even if it's in your wildest dreams.
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