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Courtlyn Quay Jun 2015
Look,
there you hide.
I see you between the stars..
between the blackness..
Past the void..
That's where I see you cower..
Between nothing and everything..
Fallen from grace, Angels search for you in spite.
All over one answer we needed, I needed..
Why weren't you there with her?
Between David, Jesus or Lazarus,
how was this...
too much to ask?...
Nevertheless,
the angels are hunting you for the lies
you told to us.
I guess when you'r dead we'll talk,
Until then, I have a cigarette to smoke.
Courtlyn Quay Jun 2015
I'm nineteen, You were supposed to keep this world together
My cigarettes  remind me of my last nights of freedom.
My friend and I caught on to what your selling.
We aren't buying.
We realized in the cold of night.
God can find you, and you can find God.
There's no difference to the situation.
It doesn't make a difference. You still see a *******.
You were supposed to keep the world in order.
Just a silly word of power and nothing more.
Courtlyn Quay Jun 2015
If we do not kiss goodnight a goodnight
Then it will not know what name to come to when called so sweetly again.
Do so, keep in mind to call
If the night was good
Courtlyn Quay Jun 2015
Simply the one who could not become what you wanted
So I became the next best thing
Here I am.
Courtlyn Quay Jun 2015
There is happiness found within simplicity
Yet, we deny it so simply.
We need food,
So we get jobs, so we can pay bills, so we
pay to eat food under someone else's roof
because where your standing when you read this
is owned.
Makes perfect sense
Times again I wish I was a kid
Courtlyn Quay Jun 2015
Socks off, shoes thrown away.
No more days away from my kingdom
That where I lay my head may you take
That where I lay my head pray you take
The king has come to tire.
I tire of peasant with swollen foot
Landlord troubles
Beggars of sought
I wish to make kings from the low
I wish to christen each a man of himself
Now please, leave your servant to rest
Courtlyn Quay Jun 2015
Tap, tap.
So began the drum of our feet, our eyes meet,
so began the voiceless lingo, 
 your eyes dart to the floor and I,
your eyes dart between the seat and I,
but you see,
I,
am already out the door,
here you came,
I waited.
Just because I could tell,
You enjoy a good chase
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