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Chris Jun 13
Footprints gesture to the roof
With each direction lending proof
That you can really hang around
Me? Mine barely make a sound
Chris Jun 13
You should have let me stalk you in your sleep
Awoke if it was me and let me keep
A bit of soul for my system of belief
Instead of proving worthy as a thief

On that the same day in the church's trash
Found so much wine to not trade out for cash
A drunken night to gaze upon your back
Did we make love or one of us attack

Would that were a night we slept
A promise somewhere wasn't kept
Chris Jun 13
But,uh, we ain't really moving yet
As they say, you see
Not so much the distance,girl
Or that we'd disagree
The load, it's not so heavy as
The weighing on my mind
Just I can't take the proper time
To radically unwind

But you, I've heard, and I relate
You're treasure nearly mine
By all accounts of twisting fate
I'm supposed to say,"We're fine"
Wrap those hands from off my neck
Weave solice in your pain
We don't have many hours before
The Sun goes down again

We'll say goodbye, walk in shame
Take pity on our ***** name
It's a solitude between two crimes
And my heart longs for your touch each time

Let the Devil witness, he'll learn too
Screams and laughing cries
Shining eyes I've known a few
But they still don't realize
It's a distant moment here and now
Ain't your suicide
4 in the morning sunshine wake
In blood you are my bride
Chris Jun 13
One struggles one wonders
One longs to be our
There's an undertaker's minutes
With my days to devour
Chris Jun 13
Would I were to do this wrong
Where I would stop and travel on
I reckoned long some years before
Half drowned in dream at the river floor

A hundred miles from our rainy night
Thunder lightened the world's sight
I felt a whisper wrapt in tears
And I ain't been home 'till the weather clears

Myself could else remember then
To wake beside the water again
A lonesome end to our Autumn night
That was our love if we held it tight

I never found your arms again
It hangs my head to know you when
By chance I'll see you nears the end
When all you asked was a loyal friend
Chris Jun 13
Frivol and waste subside the pace
A layer between your state of grace
And ego-ranting lips
The legend we'll choose for lack of clues
The truth is sailing ships
Chris Jun 13
Spring's green sagging trees complete the frame
Horizon masks the underbrush below
I wander up the street each time the same
But who I'll have beside I would not know
The hill over the hills can reach the sky
And many a lazy cloud has taken rest
But if I ever found myself that high
I'd ponder just as far as I could West
Faded somewhere out that foggy way
A voice will sometimes call my name aloud
I do regret I won't hear what she'll say
But still the Spring goes on benieth the cloud
   The past and I alone will never mend
   The threads that reach from my home to no end
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