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Sep 2015 · 372
Kisses
There was a time when my kiss could wake you from your slumber. My kiss was magic and yours meant everything. And now we stare with such hurt. With no love and no hope. Our eyes tell the story We ruined each other. We made it hurt. Our selfish love kept us safe for a while. But our kisses crept away. Gone like the crest of a wave. But, I promise we still fit. You can always tell by the kiss.
Sep 2015 · 526
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Wasted days and brighter nights.
Stay outside tonight.
Just to color in the lines.
The walking wounded become vampires of the day.
Stumbling drunk comment curtly.
May I buy you a drink.
Sep 2015 · 238
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When the waves crash and the sky cracks the band just plays.
In this moment.
Darling I.
Could love you enough for all the stars in the sky.
Sep 2015 · 538
Tinsel and Sparkle
In the eye of a storm I saw your face held you close and felt the brightness within.
Kissed your lips and whispered we could be so much more than this. Tinsel and sparkle could never shine as bright as you.
Your carless lips and quiet abandons left broken hearts and vacant eyes full of ruined hands and misspent love.

— The End —