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Regan Troop Aug 2011
Please rain

Make your long journey to me

Allow my body to be what you rest upon

Please rain

Land on my skin

Ease the burns that leave me weak

Please rain

As I look up, begging to your gray home

Kiss my closed eyes

Make them alert again

I can't stand feeling burned and blind
Regan Troop Jul 2011
You've awoken my appetite
It's the middle of the night
So what am I suppose to do
You shouldn't feed me past midnight

Why did you choose to reignite this spark
Why did I choose to let you
I've been doing so well toughening my heart
Just to prove it weak, against you

Don't expect me to come back so easily

Please, don't expect me to at all

I'll forever hold you in my heart
But for now, we must remain apart
Regan Troop Jul 2011
Weather-worn wooden slats
Held beside one another by wire
Touching three locations, twisted three times in between
Seaweed tangled
And splintered
Taken over by a vast land of sand

But not giving in completely.
Tall grass adds to its earthy vibe
as does the drift wood

Weather-worn wooden slats
That have been through their hellish storms
Still linked together through thick and thin

A piece of tall grass
Tied around my wrist
a reminder of staying strong
through staying together

Inspiration, at its simplest form.
Regan Troop Jul 2011
In the morning I'll wake
To the sunshine, rain, smell of new lawn
Jump up and for us, morning tea I'll make!
Walk around with next to nothing on

Take my time in the shower
But keep it under half an hour
Dress in the comfiest thing
Turn up the radio and sing

Flop down on the couch beside you
Wearing a little girl's smile on my face
Your shining eyes turn my heart to fondue
Holding me in this warm, ***** embrace
I wish that someday, this is how my mornings will start.
With some nature, fun, and the love of my life <3
Regan Troop Jul 2011
Going to their late at night hang out
At their friend's house they left a note
She sat down on the tire swing
And you swung her underneath your wing
No one was there, it was just you and her
You put your hands on her shoulder
She found herself looking in your eyes
Never got to say goodbye

[Chorus]
We're the new faces of the broken hearted
As our spirits suddenly parted
There's a white light pulling her through the door
But before she goes she wants you to know;
She'll send you x's and o's

Sitting alone on the bench over there
With the sun setting just right here
Setting on her, she's so pretty
But no one sees her in this city
Right over there she sees a payphone
She tries to reach him; no answer
Can she make it on her own
It seems like this life haunts her

[Chorus]

She finds him at their late at night hang out
Holding flowers and a small note
She watches as tears fill his eyes
He never got to say goodbye

[Chorus]

She wants you to know [x 7]
She'll send you ex's and oh's
Regan Troop Jul 2011
I lift it

lick a clearing

then driven from hunger and aroma

I bite in

*******

then take it all in.

After it is finished
and the delicious chunky liquid runs down my throat

I sigh,

"What a great bowl of Chunky Four-Cheese Ravioli!"
Regan Troop Jul 2011
I look up from my page
to the cloud covered sky
as I see rain falling heavily

Rain.

I open my heavier window
and listen silently

I love the way it sounds
as it hits the earth's ground,
the water of the pond,
the birds come out to play.

Love.

I love the way it smells
It calms me, leaves me unable
to do anything but enjoy it.
It blocks out everything else,
leaving me in a gaze.

Joy.

You told me you loved the rain too.
I wish I could have met you
Why did you have to go?

But I know this crying sky,
It won't give you back to me.
I'll listen to its soothing fallen words instead.

So for now,
I'll enjoy it for what it is.
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