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I was once in love with you
When I used to own a heart
And now I am a selfish heartless stone
The thought of you still lingers around
And I smile to it when no one is around
Knowing I have never been so crazy in love
I live in fear of becoming.
The dream of being something over nothing.
A life on the edge.
Beauty soaks the eyes and sings my soul out to the sea.
Sinking in the sand and gazing at the void.
The salty waves crashing on to the shores,
Like an emotionally confused lover.

Treading out to yield to thy temptation,
Waves roar for the flame within.
The sea rocks back and forth,
And it regurgitates.
The silver rays penetrate the shadows of the night,
As I stare mindlessly into the far distance.
Not knowing what tomorrow brings to light.
The wind whistles as it passes by.
The trees dance to the rhythm.
Lips pressed against the cold window,
As I busk under the faceless moon.

The man worries about his dwindling savings.
Girls clamber at the end of their shelf-lives.
The big round moon sits gracefully on its thrown,
Observing its peaceful subjects.
Shimmer and slumber through the night.
Lacking, I confined in you,
Clothed in your glorious radiance,
The warmth of the rays on my skin,
I fought and leaped a little longer,
For together we were a monstrous lie,
Truth sacrificed to feed the flame,
Very close and yet chained in secrets.

Going somewhere without a compass,
A journey without a destination,
Never prepared for what awaits us,
We constantly stumbled on to reality,
Bruised and forever missing you,
The memories keep me awake at night.
She always wears a concealed smile,
Liking mystery and drawn to it,
She never leaves alone,
Forever clear and true,
She is worthy to have and hold.

Always natural and one with nature,
Her eyes flame with fire,
Her taste is unmatched in every way,
When all is consumed and done,
She is a Piscean and so am I.
The girl in the red dress
Ice thaws wherever she wanders
She came to close and left me brittle
Quenching her thirst, bending to her will
I fled to the deepest of the deep
To be cured of her.
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