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 Nov 2012 Ali Cronin
Kasey
For what it's worth it wasn't worth it.
I gambled with my pain.
What's worse I threw your feelings in
and lost more than my gain.
I was secure and happy
Now I'm closed and obsolete.
I thought I'd trust some handsome fool
Who then kicked me to the street.
I dragged your heart into this mess
In one day I lost you too
for someone who was shinier
who glittered like brand new.
And now my heart is broken
Handled one too many times
By people who couldn't give a ****
I was pennies to their dimes.
So for that I say I'm sorry
If I could take it back I would
Of all that came from this mess
Not a single thing was good.
If I could see you one more time
I'd tell you straight and true
That he may have been adventure
But home is always you.
Teardrops
Keep falling down
And I don't
Utter a sound
When everything I do
Reminds me of you
Where else can I turn?

Angels
In heaven above
Reminders
Of things that I love
A simple melody
Of things that no one can see

A thousand lies spoken aloud
Give voice to a hundred woes
And each simple scar brings back memories
Of things that I used to know

Free me now into the air
Release me so I fly
On wings of silver I can float
And on currents I can ride

Believe me now when I say goodbye
But don't try to make me stay
Soon enough I’ll find my home
And things will be okay

A thousand lies spoken aloud
Give voice to a hundred woes
And each simple scar brings back memories
Of things that I used to know

Teardrops
In golden light
Reflected now they shine
Rainbows
Deep in your eyes
As we begin to cry

Angels
Here on earth below
Walking among us to guide
Spirits
Bringing hope to the weak
And setting us free to fly
 Nov 2012 Ali Cronin
Ronan Curtin
Hungry for his touch,
Unknowing to him are my feelings,
Gazing intently into his deep blue eyes,
Open to his emotions,
Running scenarios of how our lust will spill into the deep voids of reality,
Offering to take his coat,
Wondering if he feels the same way,
Silence grips the air,
Our eyes meet once more with a long stare,
Moving closer to him I part my lips,
Emotions flourish while I stuff my face with another **cake..
 Nov 2012 Ali Cronin
Lyra Brown
when we were sixteen and in love, i remember you saying
"what if hope and fear are the same thing?"
i remember feeling scared when you said that
because for the first time in my life
i had to think about
the difference but i was hopeful
i would find an answer.

when i was nineteen and hopeless, i remember him saying
"he no longer wishes to speak to you or see you ever again."
i remember laughing at first, for i thought it was a joke
but it's almost been a year now and what i've learned is
that five years of love can vanish
in a single day
and you may never get a chance
to say goodbye.

but i have scars to remember the wounds that were
self inflicted
hope and fear were the stitches that let them
heal
i'm afraid of many things but i like to think
that hope is stronger, it must be stronger
otherwise i wouldn't be here
i don't think.

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