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 May 2014 elysianlethe
furies
My life
is made up of
interesting lives.
People that seem
to always be in
motion, doing
and experiencing life
and all that it offers.
I merely sit and observe
from behind the railings,
Yearning to join in,
But having not the courage
That would be needed to
Step away from my life
Into the one I wish I had.
 May 2014 elysianlethe
Chiffa
is it wrong that i'm
okay with the idea
of disappearing?
here's to the inappropriate bonds
the secrets that form between us
all of the nights spent hating all
of the things that we'll never admit
and the mornings spent regretting
all the stupid things that we did

you're an alien to me
here you come
with your false light
you come creeping in
the middle of the night
all I'm left with is lost time
I've been violated
in ways I can't explain
and no one believes me

here's to the unforseen devistation
that contact has cost us
all of the days spent as strangers
not to each other but to ourselves
and all of the mornings we wake up
wishing it was yesterday...

you're an alien to me
here you come
with your false light
you come creeping in
the middle of the night
all I'm left with is lost time
I've been violated
in ways I can't explain
and no one believes me
fun little poem that I turned into a song.
 May 2014 elysianlethe
Lexie
If the world had one less body
And one less broken heart
If the world lost my soul
And had it torn apart
If this life was empty
And I didn't know who sent me
If I had a calling
A person to catch me when I'm falling
If I owned the universe
And kept it in my purse
If I could catch stars
And sail them afar
If I could swim to the bottom of the lake
And choose which path to take
If I could fly on borrowed wings
And know what the morning would bring
If I couldn't talk with my lips
And I could only speak when I kiss
If I could dream in black and white
And hold you close through the night
If I could let my stresses go
And would swim with the flow
If I had a rule book for life
And didn't die during the night
If I had a world with pictured glass
And it was one that wouldn't last

Would you miss a world without me?
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