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I'm standing in the dark
Held by chains, can't seem to go far
I'm breathing in poison from you
When will enough be enough
I'm not your slave nor will I be
You don't seem to see, what your causing
Broken mirrors surround you
Because you are afraid of you
You ripped me apart and let me fall
I was walking in gold, now I'm stuck in stone
[Verse 1:]
Take a look past our innocence, take a step back to yesterday
When life would move slower, we would never grow up
All we knew that love was for when we're older
Anything could happen, secretly imagine
They could never tear us apart too young to fall

[Chorus:]
This is our story that we could take back some day
Our lonely glory that we could get back they say
This is our story that we could take back some day
Our hope if only that we could take back (some day [x7])
That we could take back some (day [x9])

[Instrumental]

[Chorus:]
This is our story that we could take back some day
Our lonely glory that we could get back they say
This is our story that we could get back some day
Our hope if only that we could take back some

[Verse 2:]
Take a look past our innocence, take a step back to yesterday
When life would move slower, we would never grow up
All we knew that love was for when we're older
Anything could happen, secretly imagine
They could never tear us apart too young to fall

[Chorus:]
This is our story that we could get back some day
Our lonely glory that we could get back they say
This is our story that we could take back some day
Our hope if only that we could take back (some day [x7])
We could take back some (day [x9])

[Instrumental]

[Chorus:]
This is our story that we could take back some day
Our lonely glory that we could get back they say
This is our story that we could take back some day
Our hope if only that we could take back some
listen -
hear no sound, feel
only wind on its way, ghostly
nothings, but hush to sharp wings
of ocean birds so fraying as they cut
the sky, shuttle to fairways, far aways,
in plaintive cries, i hear what they say,
sailing into the jeweled skylights, but i
am only weight of air, still on ground,
i mumble out, sidle the bone tides
that roll to land, grains of clarity,
i am mist and tear, a world
of hollow, i am that sound -
of ocean in a shell.
 Sep 2015 david mungoshi
Cathyy
I seem to find new ways to love you,
Everyday we're apart...
I used to carve your name into poems,
Into the depths of my heart...

See darling right now I'm terribly sad
But it's not really all your fault...
It's just a feeling I've grown to know.

I may be missing you but darling
I miss myself too
I miss the spontaneous free spirited soul I was whenever
I was with you
I miss the clouds when it's too hot
I miss seeing your face so clear in my mind
I miss that feeling I used to get when
I saw that you were online

I'm not okay,
No... I feel down.
'Wish you were around to stay
But there's just no ******* way
Oh what a ****** maze we're in
Lost for the right words to say, it seems...
See there's no poetry
That could bring you back to me, so lovingly
But I'm gonna write til the end of my days,
anyway...

I've got one half of a ying yang bracelet wrapped around my neck
And that "photograph" song in my back pocket has been playing since you left
I'm trying to find myself and fix myself
But I don't know what tools to use?
I'm trying to let other people see
That I too, can look quite beautiful

But I'm not okay
I'm overwhelmed
So let's just simplify this poem..
And break it down into
Less metaphors
And similes
cause this sadness is slowly
Killing me, more and more
And there's just no poetry
That could make this sound sweet
Cause it's just not...

I'm just a different kinda sad
And I don't know how not to be.
I called this raw egg because I just sat down and wrote as honestly and openly , not really editing this piece... And it just became very "raw" the emotions and that.

Don't let the title throw you off though.
The poem means a lot to me..
Love,
Cathy x
"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"
Well-tempered
As Bach's staccato joy takes hold
Of Book 1: Prelude No. 3
A clavier so mild, calm
Lagavulin-scented air
Peat moss, weather fair
The happy harpsichord
And the placid piano
Join in my glass
Mingling, giving the whisky
A nuance
Of elegance
Balancing the burn
Excellently
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