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Just a pop song with
these few chords.
So why does it strike so
many in my mind?
Remembrance of things past,
hopes rise and fall.
The world's betrayal
of youth's naivete.

words and songs that touched me,
all the ones that left me cold.
so many stories thought of ,
only to be untold.
In a singers cracked voice,
your life seems to be;
Bonded with
words in a
song's melody.

An honesty harmony
fills body and mind.
Sleeping feelings rise
in sudden passion.
Words and  music riding
each others wave.
Hope living on
in youth's naivete.
Just some words on the run.
swift across the page.
fleeing from each
snappy slogan you
slip them into;
as is the fashion,
in the social media age.

Cash-bag that hashtag,
in your ego's account.
watch that self
worth multiple,
until finally you're
the apple of your
own eye.

For other's “inspiration,”
flash your bare
cheek ***.
for other's “motivation,”
show that six pack
muscle stack.
As if you're both
the world highest ideal
and  it's base foundation.

But, all that's wrong
is true of me too.
so just like them
pass me by.
After all, this whole
thing is more words on the run.
Not too sure. Good idea, but maybe needs some work?
Sweeping all the dust and waste.
Before; before you go.
Leave it clean and spotless.
Before;before you go.

What was it before it was new?
You clean all away,
so you cannot answer.

Close the door and lock it shut.
Just as; just as you leave.
Pocket the ice cold key.
Just as;just as you leave.

What did you keep behind the door?
You don't reply.
Because you've no need to any more.
Inflection detection in wording circumspection.
Emotion induction from sentence construction.
Thinking,reckless, breathless.

Intrepid interpolated  meaning interpretation.
Conclusive concussive membrane concussive.
Paranoid, panoramic, irrational.

Dogmatic denial Vexing act servile.
Divisional divisive delusional decisive .

Thinking,reckless, breathless.
Paranoid, panoramic, irrational.
Hear those droplets.
trickle and speckle.
Falling to the right,
strong against the night.
It’s only a light thing,
just some water on the wing.

Bedded down,
silent alongside.
warm and salty,
All too easy to hide.
It’s fallen from my vision,
a vision of you by my side.

Steady on into time as
part of me that isn't mine
Until the morning comes
and I touch down.
Then it’s time for me
to leave this town.
Bring me to heel

Task me to feel that crushing sensation

Oblige me to love you in my defeat

Your clutch at my heart

lift me from my feet


My heart leads me to feel

The passion in the rough

And I fall

Head under heel in love


What are bruises

Compared to the passing of time

Love learns the hurt hurt leads love

I'll be your haunted woman

As you look from above


My heart leads me to feel

The passion in the rough

And I fall

Head under heel in love


Crush me baby

The waiting isn't thrilling me

Just release me from my expectation

A cruel word or a cut n' bruise

Love versus pains elation


I once knew tender love

Touch and kiss

A glimmer of the past

Lost and missed

Pain is not just reality

It IS me
I was in a toga,
she was doing yoga:
I don't know her.
Handed me the sushi,
instantly I grew a beard;
It was bushy.

Her eyes mad a sound like
lightning,
which startled a sardine.
The sky was aquamarine.
Some nonsense.
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