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sometimes, when I'm alone, I look and my skin and remember
you were there.

even with eyes open I easily recall
the crushing pressure of your mouth and fingertips
whose shadows will soon appear (if not already)

careless,
your fingers tear into my skin and hair, searching for a way in.
I am afraid.
you ignore, frantically searching.

I cannot tell, if you mouth hungers more for my heart,
or control.
I love you, baby. I love you.
I'd like to laugh

your fingerprints will fade
but,
tomorrow my soul will be a shade darker
 Dec 2011 Grace Eccleson
MN
Pretty things
Like Kath kidston florals
And open fires and cheery wine
Harrowed souls are repaired by music
Minds grow hazy from *** smoking
Clean air that was dusted with magical sparkles
Now choked by perplexing precipitations…..
Atmosphere surrounded by regret
Whilst the act is still submerging from chaotic emotions
Remorseful tears do not appear until alone
Until the tide of the ocean reaches minds
When they are isolated from the world and all it brings
Nothing but sorrow consuming body and soul
Like a cantankerous person within person
Scratching from inside out
Until lyrics are sung to the world
Declarations of apologetic notions
‘Im sorry, I love you, Im sorry, I love you…’

Nothing else can be said.
Sans lust,
love is
coffee made
without beans crushed.
What cruel twist of fate it is
that our paths were meant to cross
at a time when everything aligned
and conspired at our cost

We convince ourselves "another time,
a different life, some other place"
because karmic interference
is easier to face.

I wonder will there come a time
the pain becomes so great
that you abandon life with one unloved
and pursue a leap of faith

You see I lack the strength I need
to turn and walk away
and so I sit and wait in hope
you'll come to me one day.
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We divert rivers for desert fountains
Mine the very souls of mountains
yet we cannot spare the cash to feed the poor

Election hopefuls promise lies
while they look us in the eyes
then line their pockets like any other corporate *****

The treasury of this nation
thrives on fiscal *******
massaging figures til the money is all spent

And while we're all left to drown
some get bailed out to higher ground
as they stand upon the ninety nine percent

Why does the power of human greed
come before helping those in need
or is compassion blind, no longer can she see?

I pray to god I'm not alone
so if you appreciate my tone
come out and Occupy this planet Earth with me
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Tell me a lie
I can't be losing you

Tell me a lie
There's no way we're through

Because even after all the time we bought
Forever didn't last as long as we'd thought
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One day you'll realize
What I am to you, what I mean
One day it'll come to you
What a mistake you've made
You'll see it soon
Pretending won't work
Things are the way they are
The more you try to change it
The more clear it'll become
That this is the way it is
And the way it's supposed to be

— The End —