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 Jun 2015 Dani Jo
SøułSurvivør
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I'm calling you
it's 3am
all the bars are closed
don't have no more
alcohol
that's just the way
it goes

I'm sure sorry for
the things I've done
the silly things
i've said
i really should be
going to sleep
but this song
is in my head

- CHORUS -

just called to say i love you
that i will always care
if you ever need a helping hand
you know that i'll be there

just called to say i love you
that i love you still
yes, i've called to say I love you
and i always will


babe, i've spent a lifetime
looking for some help
someone else to be there
I couldn't help myself

then all at once i found you
the writing on the wall
you were there
i thought you cared
we could have
had it ALL

- CHORUS -


and now the clock is ticking
i called and you're not home
something's wrong
it's 3:15
I know you're not alone

and so i'll leave a message
though my head is in a daze
i'll leave you a message
and this is what it says

- CHORUS -
This is inspired by a
romance that may have ended
Not all the circumstances
are the same, but the sentiment is

My heart is on my sleave
but I want you all to
really understand why
I have not been on site as much

Don't worry. Not drinking or using

PLEASE PRAY FOR ME

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 Jun 2015 Dani Jo
Joe Cole
For Pax

I wander the sandy wastes and the deserts barren plains. They have their own stark beauty washed by infrequent rains

Each grain of sand an art form carved by nature's hand. Only the blind cannot see the beauty of this land.

Close your eyes and listen to the whispering singing sands and appreciate the beauty of the whispering singing sands
 Jun 2015 Dani Jo
Brandy Nicole
Mother of the year
they cheer
If only they knew the
skeletons you hide
with your rotting teeth and heavy bags
Mother of the year
What lovely kids
They cheer
Not knowing the silence is fear of her whip
and no food to eat
Oh mother of the year who stays high
Mother who gives drugs to your child for pure entertainment
Mother of the year
Not from what I hear
Not about my mother but about something else
 Jun 2015 Dani Jo
Ray
Past
 Jun 2015 Dani Jo
Ray
It fills me up with fury
A cold and silent rage
That spills out only from my eyes
And now onto this page

The anger is not because of her
Nor is it because of you
It's simply because you have a past
That makes the hate seep through

I should look at the present
And the future we have ahead
Forget the ghosts we both have
Dwell on us instead
 May 2015 Dani Jo
Pax
Unlucky
 May 2015 Dani Jo
Pax
Lucky are those who have found love
and been loved.

Lucky are those who bear the gift of face.
   Easy is for them to find an easy case
            for their own taste
     - a goal for their own base.

Lucky are those who has an outstanding confidence.
For by it, they don’t live with a doubtful fence.
Freely as they get any wants in their existence.

I give away smiles, pieces of my lies,
        pretending not having rainy skies.
Hiding my Breathless sighs.

Sometimes I am like a rock
   too dull to feel, a surface too rough.
A sense I lost, an unreachable core,
I don’t know how to love anymore.



*© 2014 Pax
to simply say: "I am just unlucky in terms of love"


First of all I want to give my special thanks to all my friends who supports me not in my writing but the me who is inside in every piece I penned. To all of you, it let me believed that I should not give up on love, with that it is enough for me to stay positive… hopeful for someday someone will come and bring spring to my 'cold landscape', bring light to my 'unglowing star' and a home that I could finally call my own to stop being the 'passerby'...

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