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Andrew McElroy Jan 2013
It is all I can think about
The stars, the years
Passed through
Sudden shivers of
The spine, the heart
Come over here
But don't knock too late
Another love will arise
Just like the morning
The next day; I follow too close
Into your old forest
The closest dose of ember dreams
On the memory of a candlestick
Years and years of minds melting
Together into stories that have
Stained the bloodstain back to
White, black, green fools - a hammer
Beat me loose
Unfold the peel, the grass outside
Inside my lungs
In two pieces
Into peace
We'll fall hand in foot
Tongue and mouth

**** the dye out of my shirt
The blood from the dirt

No closet freaks
No connecting beats

She connected me to her ear
I've never heard such fear
Andrew McElroy Dec 2012
The end,                                                                                                                                                        the end.

                                                                           It  
                                                                             doesn't
                                                                 always
                                                                             have
                                                                          to
                                                                              be.
Andrew McElroy Jun 2012
I need to write
I need some words
Words of comfort
Comfort for sleep
Sleep for nothing
Comfort betrays
Restless
You have me restless
My mind can't seem to figure you out
Who are you?
What are you thinking?
When will this end?
Where are you now?
Why are you doing this to me?
How can I go on?
Not with you in my life.
That’s for **** sure
But yet again...
Maybe so
That’s your decision
Not mine

— The End —