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Catie Blurr Jun 2010
A final blow
It ceased the noise
Sent ripples through the calmness

It sent away
What could have been
But ne'er had chance to happen

Now endless nights
And many a drink
Have led to only heartaches

Echos, they ring
Cries, they sing
But sorrow is incognizant

Ceaseless murmers
They'll never silence
They haunt my restless sleep

They have no heart
No soul, no feelings
They'll gain no pleasure greater

That's when I fade
Out, and away
Cast into the shadows of life

The mental zodiac
Infecting the mind
Burning it up with toil

Work and wonder
Mix, twist, plunge
Down and in through darkness

Brown and green
Blended with red
Sepia bleeds throughout

Now drowned in blue

Colors blend
Feelings mingle

Equivalents were hidden
Now dug up, resurfaced

Brought into life
Once again

Winds meet
Clouds part

Opening chance

What never had grace to pardon
Has now cleared the air

I can see
What left a hole
A gap in deep dark valleys

Now left alone
I wander the world
Stranded within the forest
Catie Blurr Jun 2010
Shattered glass and troubled winds Fear maintains persistence

Hysteria, muted
Alone, and rebutted
Latching onto resistance

Desperate, for fun
Out goes my heart;
Here I am, pint of ***

The night has yet been dark
The mood is nothing, but dreary
Our lives have only begun

Patient hearts have untrue intentions
Acceptence, for only a night of pleasure

Shadows hide a past of gloom and spite
Morning creeps, and souls, they scramble beneath

The poor, the lonely unwanted soul;
They see no clear reality

They roam helpless and scarred
They are indubitably unsure

We are here
Gone
Catie Blurr Jun 2010
The eyes of tearful past
Gaze upward, past small faces

I watch him
He begins to rise himself
Off the coldhearted bench
Gazing through the distance

Thoughts reoccur in his fading mind
He lays back down

Roaming, helpless and scarred
He lost himself in fear, and that alone

Links of steal and agony
They fall beneath earth's eye

What's left alone to pity
Has nothing, than to die

Tears of saddened hearts,
They are, but a target

The world, they are the darts
Piercing happiness, in the eye

He grazes, in weathered grass
Throughout a darkened tranceless state

Left to gather thoughts
Expected sadness, on the contrary

He is dead to the world
What are you
Catie Blurr Jun 2010
Blissful agony
Beautiful pain

Taking over the soul
Of an innocent life

They may have lived
Instead they stare

Engraved with identity
Lost within a path

Forgotten though time
Pondered daily

A dying glow
A quenching glass

Biterness so sweet
On such a day

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