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Connor Payne Feb 2020
A pluck on ones heart strings, is comparative to that of a bass

A single secluded mellow twang, with ominous meaning and timbre

And onsomble of these vibrations can cause serious lasceraritions to the skin, as I palpate profusely until the overall  feel, is that of a discarded once fruitful orange peel.

Describe what is heard, go on I dare you to try, the low earthy tones produced can only make you cry

Try and be more upbeat, says the conductor with malice in his gesture,
For this is no game, this is not adventure
Stick to piece at hand, the paper adjacent to my thumb

We’re early on in this orchestral life tragedy, it’s barely even begun
Strike up a chord, tune those broken old strings. And below the true meaning of life, sing what must be sung. But if all else fails from a rope I shall be found hung
Connor Payne Feb 2020
My ode to joy, happy as can be
I look at you and express only glee

In a world so cold full of emotion and pain
How do I possibly explain, that you fulfill me more ways than one

Impeccable timing to say the least, at a point so shallow, like the saddest grave you’ve taken me by the hand and shown me brighter days

Brighter weeks and further more, I don’t have to search deep down to know you’re who I adore

A door unlocked, for it was you who had the key, once it was opened it didn’t take long to see

My arms reach the heights above, when I hear your name, for I can openly express my intention of you, no need for shame

Not long now, for our spirits to once again align, and as I hold you close I know you’re all mine
Connor Payne Feb 2020
Knees grazed, eyes a dash
Standing there about to crash
Help me please, I don’t cry out
I’m not quite sure, what this is all about

My head hurts, uncontrolled plunder
When will it stop, I begin to wonder

The reflection in the water, is not what it’s cut out to be
The reflection in the puddle, is the one and true me

I don’t want to be
I don’t want to be

Let me be you

I want to be
I want to be

My dreams don’t come true
Connor Payne Feb 2020
With my sleeping pattern abolished
And many a minute to piece together my failings once more
It further confirms that I adore you
I know this for sure

Minutes, yes both a pleasure and a burden, but they’re treasured none the less

For when I’m with you the minutes they fly by and I forget when my life was a crude mess

But time has caught up to me, for it flew by to fast and has caused the wings that have carried me away, to inevitably collapse.

Despite this all u catch me and cradle my head, for if I never met you I’d probably be.... yes it’s sad to think but often the truth is, a life so short but not worth living.

But yet you’re my healer, make me so happy no need to pretend. I do hope there will be no end.

That’s asking a lot, I don’t expect a reply

Just know that I want to try, to make sure that we can be together, just you and I
Connor Payne Nov 2019
It saddens me too see you so low and so blue, for the person that made this happen, he never deserved you;

Your time or your smile, you deserve someone to care for you not someone so ******, not someone so vile

I hope to be the one, to make you forget your past trauma, for I whole heartedly
Pledge to never harm or ignore ya, the feeling I receive from knowing this is real,
I couldn’t envision someone more ideal

To make me a better version of myself, and with you by my side, I’ll forever have wealth and once the day comes, where we can flee to Pariś

We’ll grow old together, just you and me.
These words that are scribed, no lies they’re all true.

I hope you read this often, whenever you feel blue. For there is no doubt left in my mind that I am in love with you.
Connor Payne Nov 2019
I don’t believe in the devil
But right now I would sell my soul for the chance of redemption
For that I have sinned, more than thrice
And the man staring back at me believes it’s time I paid the price

Any form of recognition or instantaneous gratification is what helps me rest my head, on this cold pillow that every night I dread. Time moving slowly I can only sit and laugh, for I have confessed to my wrong doings and i am on a new path

So with my head held high, I arise from cruel slumber, I roll the dice of life, I hope it’s my lucky number, alas it is not but no need to worry, oh I do hope this will end in a hurry.

It’s done, it’s finished, exit stage right
With all these pills I’ve consumed I won’t make it through the night,
But it’s okay
This is how it’s supposed to end, this next part felt like a god send,

For in my final few moments I lay there and revel, as I draw my last breath I realise...

I believe in the devil
Connor Payne Nov 2019
The girl with the dragon tattoo
Oh if only she knew,
The lengths that I would go to;
be all yours, forever

The girl with the dragon tattoo,
You know for what I say is true,
It’s hard for you to hear,
But believe when I tell you my dear,
That we could have something, that no one else could understand.
Please wont you take my hand.

Together we can lay, all night and all day,
As the record plays on repeat,
I say this with confidence, like I’ve known you all my life, but as you know we’re still yet to meet

So you know what to do, to ensure that me and you, share these next few years  together.
I’ll be waiting for you,
I’m still waiting for you

Waiting

For the girl with the dragon tattoo
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