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keepsake7 Feb 2018
Dancer upon piano
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s
A melody missing one
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          e
                  a
                            t
   She stood t
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                      l
                      l
Never falling off the tightrope
He came along gave her a smile
Loved her but she never intended
To fall off that wire so he
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                 l
                          l
                  alone
keepsake7 Feb 2018
Roses are a symbol of love
But i prefered lilies
I liked the shape
And how pure they looked
Roses were nice but
For me to red
Too loved
To much like you
Everyone wants you
But your thorns need to be removed first
I like roses the come and they go
you always get another rose
Same with lilies but there not tainted yet
Pure and white
Not stained not colourful
But beautiful nevertheless
i don't know :/
keepsake7 Feb 2018
Air
Was i only air to you
A passing faze gone like the wind
I Loved you…
I loved you
And you don’t care
You left me.
And i vanished like the wind
keepsake7 Feb 2018
I saw beauty in sin
The heat between bed sheets
The lust in their fingertips
The romance
The music that came from their lips
I saw beauty in sin
With strangers id met
Who kissed me like tomorrow would never come
And loved me enough to make me forget
What heartbreak was
keepsake7 Feb 2018
She danced in my dreams
like a ghost she faded from memories
And i know it's been a year now
but i still hear her heartbeat
Caressing me in bed and
Her smile destroys me because the last words she said
With the smile that shone like a jewel i’d never find
“ g
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          o
             d
                 b
                     y
                          e”
i had no idea what to call it and all i can imagine is someone reminiscing over a heartbreak
keepsake7 Feb 2018
Our souls dance in the night
When our heartbeats are dormant
And our eyes only open to dreams
Our souls whisper to each other
And dance atop stars
keepsake7 Feb 2018
Why do i write?
Well why do you breathe
It's simple i have to
The words like a whirlpool
Twist in my head strangle every other sense
I type my heart onto a page
A blank page i fill with soul
For me my writing lives
It breathes and tells me to type
So why do i write?
Because i’m  absolutely mad
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