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  Aug 2015 Emma Duncanson
ukown
It was rainy
A crowd awaiting
The train
A couple or a single
The revenge is time
Eat them body
Even the brain
Love just a speech
Or word on a beat
Lately train
More clouds
More harmonize
Dark & echo
Waiting the hero
Not to love
But to care
Not to show
But to hear
Far to know
Close to deal
Be careful
To not damage
Your love affair
  Aug 2015 Emma Duncanson
Sean Hastings
I was amiss stranded in a hurricane of my feelings
Trying to figure out which way to land without
A lighthouse to guide me, trying to conceal
The fact I was slowly sinking throughout
That long hot summer
But you were there I heard that blissful
Music that slowly guided me it had my what
Was left of my heart back together and making
It whole again
We talked on and on had amazing memories
First person texted in the morning, last one
At night
I was slowly repairing the hurt, fixing me and
My broken heart, having a little more faith
In the world that before.
But it wasn’t that
You guided my ship but not to land but to the
Jagged rocks that was your home
That sweet music was just your siren song
Pulling in misguided sailors into the trap
You laid
I was almost as struck, no idea how to get
Out of the mess that you put me in but
I have amazing friends that never left me
They stayed by my side when no one else
Would and like Odysseus my friends bounded
Me and guided me through the sirens song
To finish my journey
Emma Duncanson Aug 2015
If you weren't here to hold my hand
If you weren't around to help me understand
I'd wander, an empty vessel, through this so-called equilibrium
I would know this place as dark and lifeless
Where is beauty without you to name it?
Without us there, side by side, to claim it?
I can't find the limit if you're not on my wavelength
I just can't dare myself to dare
Without my soul.

I need you to know
Before you enter this strange, new section
They have built for you
That I am at your feet, far below your calves,
Licking the ground
You stand on.
Always
Worshiping you
(Especially from a far).

Although I would sell my cells to be closer
I must remain within the clouds
Until next Spring.
And it is there, we will finally blossom, again and again.

Until they force us to return to our caves
Until we must go back, my friend.

— The End —