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 Oct 2015
Melissa S
If you want to go back to when and where
The music will take you there...

Could it be magic?
Don't go breaking my heart
I've got love on my mind
You're the one that I want
I want you to want me
he told me You're every woman in the world to me
but she has Betty Davis eye's
he said Hard to say I'm sorry
that Love is a Battlefield
he thinks he is a Smooth Operator
and I told him Don't come around here no more
that You give love a bad name
and Keep your hands to yourself
Love Bites
Once bitten twice shy
You can't touch this now
I touch myself...
Deeper and Deeper
Whoot ~there it is :)
Turn the beat around
Its a Total Eclipse of the heart
Who will save your soul
I'll be missing you
From this moment on
Then the morning comes
and I think Who let the dogs out
Wow, It's been awhile
Can't fight the moonlight anymore
Bring me to life
just have to Wipe that dirt off your shoulder
Hey what's your name? Come a little closer
yeah you It's going down
my love life Its not over
One step at a time
Meet me halfway
Why don't we just dance
now I feel A little bit stronger
now there is a ******* Fire
Woo-Hoo Get your shine on
We are Drunk in Love
and it's *Worth It
This was just for fun and totally fiction. I just went to the greatest hits list for every year that I have been alive and found a song title and came up with this. There are some filler words but the song titles are Italicized.
 Oct 2015
Dreams of Sepia
Dear Night,
please *******
out of my life
back to your bars,
theatres,
prostitutes
& big neon city lights
don't visit the suburbs
of this small town
where there is
nothing to do
but wait for the dawn
& write
because yeah
I'm even tired of that
old hat trick
& again
there are no stars
in the sky
to comfort my
rickety heart
& no-one on the telephone
& no nightingales
in the garden
I think I am going to have to catch a bus & go into town now or I shall scream because the Suburbs at night drive me insane except say, in the summer...
 Oct 2015
grumpy thumb
Has anyone else just heard a bell toll?
Am I the only one?
Have they been ringing long?
Is there meaning in their song?
 Oct 2015
Cecil Miller
We three wished upon a star.
One is fairest, one had the car.
One is the bind that is the love.
We three stare at clouds above.

Slowly, softy, changing shape;
Like we; folding, holding, loosening chape,
Warmth of breath upon taut strength.
We roll, and stick, and cling.

For each other, we sustain.
Pleasures ache, quakes refrain.
Touch brings shivers, slivers wide,
Ever growing, rolling tide.

Upon the Earth, beneath the sky.
We three embrace, nuzzle, sigh.
We recede from the crest.
Reluctantly, we rise and vest.
I wanted to write something a little ******, but also a bit on the alternative side, a little bit of the underground.
 Oct 2015
A Lopez
Some dreams can be sweet
some nightmares can be even sweeter sometimes.
When your dreams are really your nightmare.
 Oct 2015
Seán Mac Falls
Gold light caps mountains
Regrets fade as melting snows
Moon slice in the sun
 Oct 2015
GaryFairy
Every thing i say
Comes right back to my ear
Hearing my words bouncing off
Of an empty atmosphere

Enigmas in the wind
Can't anybody hear?
Hello, is anyone there?
Or are my words just unclear?

Each sound returning
Continuing the fear
Hollow sounds fading out
Only to disappear
 Oct 2015
Haydn Swan
Hidden gestures are like a dagger,
concealed beneath the cloak during a dueling feud,
the end result might not be apparent,
however, the revelation of its polished steel,
makes it emphatic.
 Oct 2015
Cecil Miller
Thorefin,
Therifen,
Theraphin,
Raven Angel.
I do not expect
you to undestand.

I am he.
He is me.
She are we.
We are thee,
And there are more.
I do not think
This is something
Ordinary men conceive.

All the paintings of darkness
Are not to impress upon the critics
The level of my shallow depth,
Nor are my phrasings for the sake of vanity.

It is the darkness that gives lessons to the light, of things that I am not afraid to learn.

Like a papillon in a  season of change,
I am transformed into a dark lamp,
For I  have stood in many shadows.

I have soaked up the knowledge.

In my shadow,
Illumination awaits.
I have a love for all things Teutonic.
The evocation at the beginning of this piece is of the psuedonyms  I have used. This work is new.
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