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 Sep 2015 Heather Anderson
Day
there's a peace rising
against the horizon and
it bathes the ground in gold-
and i'm breathing in deep
beside you and the air is
lavender-kissed.
i don't know what it is yet
but i'm free and ******* i'm happy
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 Sep 2015 Heather Anderson
Styles
the hurt and the pain
tied to my heart
like a ball and chain.
the scars on my heart
are the initials of your name
you gave me the love
that taught me the pain
now i'll never be the same.
The night ahead lays open like a rose
I can already feel the absence of my ecstatic throes
Crushed and forgotten like discarded clothes
Without you, my heart waits in restless repose
My far away eyes trained on distant shadows
Anticipating the warmth of our many tomorrows
How effortless the effort is to be so close
To know you in a way that no one else knows
"It's You, It's You,
Its all for you,
Everything I do..."
I.
Parting is such sweet sorrow
Seems an eternity until tomorrow
Just once I would wish to wake
With total absence of this ache
Time feels like a cruel master
More of it with you is what I am after
My heartbeat slows and is ill at ease
Without love's protection from disease

II.
Give me your last breath
So that nothing goes to waste
Give me your entire self
So that I may know no one else
Give me your last kiss
So that I may know its taste
Give me your soul
So that mine can become whole
"It's You, It's You,
It's all for you,
Everything I do..."
If you were my true love
Shouldn’t you care how I am doing
Call and see if I’m ok

You let weeks go by
Do you not think of me
Do you not care about me
Because you are in your own
Lonely
Self-centered world

It should not be a chore
To call me
To see me
To feel me
To want to be with me

I’m not going to cry
Nor ask why
I’m almost too tired to say goodbye
And would you hear me anyway

You are already a memory
Sweet and sour
I’m done thinking of you
I will not waste another hour
her
she's bent, and broken
soon to be shattered
but she puts on a smile
it's violent and scattered
she gave into the night
but she yerns for the light
but she gives in to the fear
she's afraid
she won't take a chance
if it's not in her plans
so she will never know
how you could help her
On the surface
waves come and go.
At this depth
not a sound.
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