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Trader Tim Feb 2014
Why do they call him "The Lone Ranger" If he is never alone.....
Did you ever see him alone?? A lot of you will have no idea who he is...lol
Trader Tim Feb 2014
Fascinating how we can live
Holding on tightly to the past
If our memories serve us well
Perhaps it profits us to make them last
Memories of love and laughter
Some of tragedies and fear
All collected by our senses
The things we see, feel and hear
Driven by a common motivation
We seek relationships unending
The love of parents for their children
Is far beyond comprehending
And so the joy we share today
Shall I keep forevermore
But the memories I have of you
Are the ones I most adore
Trader Tim Feb 2014
This world causes my sadness
Such suffering I cannot bear
Yet I drove her to her madness
And then I left her there

Close the world, shut out the sky
Allow this day to pass and die
‘Til the dreamer drifts to sleep
Take it now this soul you seek

Your eyes ask the questions why
My shame has no answer
She haunts me late at night
The tiny little dancer

So far from being whole
My parts are growing cold
Won’t be long until the reap
Now the dreamer drifts to sleep
Trader Tim Feb 2014
Timeless thought now give way to broken
memories of you
As i drift away back to the day we first met
I now realize you wanted nothing more then to lead me around as your pet

You locked me away in your prison of lies
All i was to you was a lost puppy in your eyes
Little did you know, Caging me would only make me die

Now my soul searches for the key to unlock this cage
Have you hidden it deep within your jealousy and rage?

Yet I find myself lost within the echoes of your cries

Endless shadows of you linger throughout my mind
Haunting memories of your love not wanting to be left behind

Frozen in time

My angel opened her eyes the day my blessing
came in the form of teardrops

A mans love that never stops

Your eyes reflecting images of me that mean
so much more
Showing a love i never knew before

Now my souls trapped within your tears
Fighting for a memory of many more years

A mans love will never disappear....
Hmmm Ok....
Trader Tim Feb 2014
Do you ever look deep down inside
Leaving this world behind
Fighting to see all that was left behind of you
Shattered dreams

That sink away into the sand....
Lend me now your fragile hand, so someday
you may understand....
Sit with me for a while, as i look into your weary smile....
The distance I see there in your eyes....

Painful echos of your cries

Can i take it all away ! Take you back to yesterday....
Can we stitch these wounds that he feels....
So that one day he may heal....

Casting down my eyes

Looking into his face, there falls a single tear....
Fighting for a memory of one more year....
Don't lose me fragile one, as you fall away....

Dream of me so that you may stay..
What if??
Trader Tim Jan 2014
Forgotten now-No longer young
A name on the tip of tongues
Dust settles in empty spaces
Caterpillars morph, lost in stasis
Stuffy moth, Butterfly ***
What have i become
An indignatious sum...
The firm grip suddenly releases
All my delusions fall to pieces
Deeper then wine despair drowns in apathy
Tipping awareness stumbling free
Behind my eyes, I can finally see
Nothing was ever meant to be
It is just floating aloft
No reason to stop and get off....
Is indignatious actually a word? LOL

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