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Goldfinch Dec 2015
We exploded from the same star
In the beginning of time
Leaving the scars of separation
Defying the odds
We connected again in time and space
Making me feel whole
Now you're leaving me
I'm not ready to let go
How can you not feel the call
Of my heart
Yelling out for yours
Dying
To become one star again
Goldfinch Dec 2015
Connection
Is a reflection
Of internal dissection
When you give all your heart
And not just a section
Goldfinch Dec 2015
A happy family makes three.
You two are grown.
Doesn't matter much to me.
My heart is always with you.
Your souls are never alone.
Wish you could know what I do.
This knowledge must not be with you yet.
I'm thrown.
Forever loving thee.
Goldfinch Dec 2015
The only daddy issue I have
Is that he's dead
Died in my arms
Left that memory in my head
Can't make peace with that
I've tried and tried
The daddy issue I have
Is my daddy died
Goldfinch Dec 2015
Dry
Desert dry heart
Seeks but a drop of water
Quenching drops
Of soul for my soil
Burning passion
Unrequited
Dries everything
Leaving only despair
Goldfinch Dec 2015
I used to trust you
Now it seems you're a liar
Never trust a man when his pants are on fire
Or his ego's ablaze
With a girl hungry craze
Writing poetry and letters
Let's see if I can get'ters
Forgetting the one that has always been there
One eternally lost in your tender stare
A heart that keeps beating
For a lover that seems fleeting
And her faith in what the future could be
If you just could just stop and see the real ME
Not the picture you've painted
Of love that's been tainted
You'd give up a dime and pick at the nickels
This heart bleeds so much it now feels like tickles
Can you see the hurt you've caused, or the pain?
You'd probably have to be hit by a train
My devotion is true and my heart is quite pure
It cuts like a knife that you're so unsure
So you'll keep on searching and the best thing you'll miss
What you've wanted your whole life -- eternal bliss
Goldfinch Dec 2015
Confessions of the heart
Are a true art to express
It's your soul slowly sliding off its little black dress
Exposing itself for only your eye
Unearthing emotion, it's molten core
For your heart to acknowledge and adore
You don't even notice or see me as cold
The story of the heart is never quite told
It's an art that takes many sessions
In that time there can be many regressions
This soul can't lie
It will be true
And never digress
With or without you it will shine nonetheless
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