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 May 2014 Cora Lee
Caroline
I fell in love with the first eyes that locked on mine,
and yours were a crystal blue and reminded me of a cool afternoon,
and I found myself swimming laps in your eyes while your words had me wrapped around your finger.
I'm dangerously in love with you.

*-c.a.
 May 2014 Cora Lee
Val Ikelugo
" I Promised To Pretend "
- It is hard and I know..
- It is fire and I glow ..
- It is cold .. even more than snow ..
- Touching deep .. But I should move with the Flow ..
- I will pretend .. Till I know where to go ..
- Matter of months, years , decades It will pass slow ..
- Sad I will be .. but I'll pretend even though ..
- It will surround me .. a thorn in my jaw ..
- I will pretend .. and I will tolerate the saw ..
- Keeping life going on .. and trying to Enjoy the
rainbow ..
- I will pass above the fall of tears .. between the eye
and the brow ..
- Trying to rebel and break the law ..
- To carve my way throw ..
- Listening to our song instead the sounds of the
crow ..
- Getting all the memories back .. and the future
which I will draw ..
- My head high .. never get back low ..
- Making all my dreams true ..
- Moving ahead .. And forgetting about what I saw ..
- Fake characters ..and a hopeless show ..
- It is one life .. not two ..
- My believe in God everyday just grow ..
- Till he show me the way which I should undergo ..
- To that time I will pretend even SO ..
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 May 2014 Cora Lee
Anthony Zabala
you and I are only friends,
but the truth is I want to be more
I want to hold your hand,
kiss you,
cuddle with you,
I want to take you on cute dates,
have meaningless conversations,
laugh until we can't breath,
I just want to be with you.
but,
I can't tell if you want
that from me.
I guess I can just try
and hope for the best.
Cinema love is something
In the interlude of suffering.

Cinema love
A cascade of open passion which inspired this beautiful
Obsession
Cinema love in a 50s black and white spool
Where thunder splits lovers apart
And God blesses tears in the dark.
Love is a dangerous word- Love is
A nuclear war-
A computer message that is sabotaged by a jealous killer
A perfumed envelope containing a suicide letter
Soaked in tears of desolation which long to kiss
The sea-
Seems like a good film to me.

Her love twirled and danced then opened her eyes to a future
In front of a camera called betrayal
Still she is available.

Cinema love '11' A Dinosaur On Parole From Neptune
It is of no relevance which classic blinds the screen
There is a love story in row 22 like there has always been
Living day to day
From one event to another
Ghosts haunting every footstep

is this any way to live?

belief is a double-edged sword
and the rate of blood loss
is much higher than
the rate of blood transfusion

breathe

in
out



breathe

it's just one more day
She worked in the market
She sold flowers and jewellery
but, nobody there knew her name

With fifty young vendors
Of flowers and jewellery
Each teenaged young girl looked the same

No one remembered the smiling blue eyes
The child like lilt to her voice
No one remembered the smiling blue  eyes
Or the way that she blushed for the boys
No one remembered the smiling blue eyes
They all could be one and the same
No one remembered the smiling blue  eyes
or her hair, or her smile or her name

She was hitch hiking home
From the market one night
A car pulled on up for a ride

He told her he'd take her
If she needed a lift
It was cold,  so the girl  got inside

No one remembered the smiling blue eyes
The child like lilt to her voice
No one remembered the smiling blue  eyes
Or the way that she blushed for the boys
No one remembered the smiling blue eyes
They all could be one and the same
No one remembered the smiling blue  eyes
or her hair, or her smile or her name


No one has seen her
She's been gone for three days
She never arrived at her home

Nobody saw him
All cars look the same
And besides he was travelling alone

No one remembered the smiling blue eyes
The child like lilt to her voice
No one remembered the smiling blue  eyes
Or the way that she blushed for the boys
No one remembered the smiling blue eyes
They all could be one and the same
No one remembered the smiling blue  eyes
or her hair, or her smile or her name


The market still bustles
With sellers of flowers
Where everyone looks, shops or buys

But, something is missing
A young girl is gone
The girl with the smiling blue eyes

No one remembered the smiling blue eyes
The child like lilt to her voice
No one remembered the smiling blue  eyes
Or the way that she blushed for the boys
No one remembered the smiling blue eyes
They all could be one and the same
No one remembered the smiling blue  eyes
or her hair, or her smile or her name
 May 2014 Cora Lee
Mortuus Odio
It's been a long time
Six months now has it not
I thought we agreed to never see each other again
But skeletons in the closet don't smell to great after a while
And your the corpse always in plain sight
So why not greet each other one more time
After all your the reason I'm still here
Every scar you gave me made me stronger
Now here I am talking to you like a stranger
Your my trusted side kick
The vault I always threw my secrets in
My last resort when I'm feeling down
My dear friend its been a while
Now you're all rusty
Collecting dust in the corner as you wilt away
Flowers bloom and flowers decay
But my love for you against my skin
Will never decay
Now my old friend dance across my wrist once again
Cleanse yourself in the rain your dance made
Hello my friend
It has been a long time indeed
It's nice to meet your friendship again
I missed you
Now help me clean out my closet
I have a story to tell you of my adventures
While in your noticeable absence
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