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Charles Ambas Jul 2019
I miss the music you played
The way you play your violin
Every single string you plucked
You plucked a string from my heart
Every note you made
You made with such love
But perhaps I suppose
Of all the things I missed
It was you I missed the most
Charles Ambas Apr 2019
I loved you once
If what used to be the roaring tides
Is now but gentle waves
And I remain
Beached along the shoreline
but your footprints remain on the sand
And maybe when the roaring tide comes again
To wash it all away
For me to love you yet again
Charles Ambas Apr 2019
One,Two, Three, Four
Broken lines patterned upon a wounded arm
Made whole by a sharpened razor
Five,Six,Seven,Eight
Each frantic movement of a grotesque dance
Made but an act of morbid comedy
Nine,Ten,Eleven,Twelve
And it stops, As the white curtains hide their guise
Hoping....to never go through it again
A memory of what was, what shouldn’t have, and A hope that noone else has to face. And if they do, Something I hope someone the strength to overcome it
Charles Ambas Jan 2018
You are my brightest sunny day
You are my beautiful blue skies
You are my reason to stay
You are my reason to be alive

You are my one and only
You are my God-given sign
You are my love most wholly
You are my, You are my, You are mine..
Charles Ambas Jan 2018
There was once a happy girl
Who loved everything in the world
But rainclouds appeared
Just as she feared
And her dark thoughts began to unwhirl

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