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 May 2016 Crysta Gingras
cgembry
The parking lot
Is empty
The ballroom is a mess
There’s an untouched
Cake next to
An unworn dress
Today should have
Dawned a perfect new start
Now the champagne is nursing
A broken heart
Time moves slowly,
within the realm of my universe.
The sun rises,
as the moon fades
along with the stars.

The night sky will change
as I venture to new worlds.
Constellations not familiar to me,
will fill me with awe.
That first step of the journey
grows near, as I resist my internal fears.
Tonight's the night!
I'm gonna "party like it's 1999"
Take my cup and fill it up with "brass monkey"
tequila really
Try to hang with these party animals
See what shenanigans I can create
Then when my libido is at its high
Gonna call you up
Come give me a ride
Even though you said
you no drinky, you no fun
Guess what, it don't matter
I'll make us both undone
That's my plan anyways....

but instead I see it going like this...

Party it up like I said before
Call you up
Have you take me to your door
I'll be drunk so the filter will be gone
I'll ask of you to sing me a song
Then I'll become brave
Liquid courage out of its cage
You may not remember but I sure do
Words you said to me as if on cue
Did I really hear right
Did you call yourself my boyfriend that night
Does that mean you think we're exclusive
If so why do you always act elusive
Tell it to me straight
For I have met you at hell's gate
And if you say that lying you were
Then this is nothing more than a blur
I will sleep this night by you one last time
In the morn I will leave this supposed paradigm...
1999-Prince
Brass Monkey- Beastie Boys

We all have our insecurities. This is but one of mine...
She leads her loyal dog up the path
She tells him "I love you"
She makes him so happy
He would never betray her
He only sees love
He wants all his remaining days with her
But she is made unhappy by him
Even though happiness comes from within
He does everything he can to make her happy
He doesn't ask for anything but to be held and spoken to like he matters
He stays away as much as possible
He takes himself for walks
He refuses to show heartbreak when she tells him she doesn't want him
He brings her gifts and trys his best every day
But it wasn't enough
She assures him,"its for the best"
She loads two bullets into her gun
And shoots him
Once in the head
So he cannot think
And again in the heart
So he cannot feel
He isn't dead
But she leaves him for dead
Blood pouring from the wounds
Tears falling from his eyes
All he wanted was love and happiness
Instead he was discarded like an unwanted toy
His love was his downfall
His trust now destroyed
He howls but she won't come back

He dies alone
"She should have put me down"
 Apr 2016 Crysta Gingras
Curtis
From the stars in the sky
Through the atmosphere
To all the tall trees
That grasp the ground

The ground that holds our feet
And gently holds the sea
Down very far underneath
Layers of rock and molten lava streams

Down to the very core
That twists and turns
Its own heated center
The Earth is alive
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