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 Aug 2017 JAC
Lvice
Winchester
 Aug 2017 JAC
Lvice
The character of beginnings,
Where a name ends
And an old story is rewritten.
Say goodbye to friends,
And call you by a new name.

Where the smile is brighter
On the side of this freshly painted fence.
You open new doors,
And take skeletons out of your closets and leave them in the sun.

Prince to millions of second chances
And kissing demons on the lips.
Asking your  mistakes to marry you,
And accepting them for what you are.

You'll be okay, tomorrow
And you're alright, today.
But you already knew that,
Didn't you?
A new name for a new person♡
 Aug 2017 JAC
wordvango
to a guitar
 Aug 2017 JAC
wordvango
out discovering
just lost in a guitar string about pulled to her maximum
as if Peter Green was sane
or Santana had tamed those salty blues
supernatural
I feel
I have a good mind to go crazy
too
said that was all I knew when you met me
and we
decided
I'd be better off dead
when I hear a guitar call for
****** and get
butterflies instead
to all the aliens listening in
don't listen to me
listen instead
to a guitar
made righteous
love to
 Aug 2017 JAC
everly
her pt. 3
 Aug 2017 JAC
everly
..her lips
so smooth and with
every word
she commanded
for more..so sweet I couldn't think
of something else
perhaps more bitter..
face with impurities and
a faintly rough yet
soothing and graceful
aftertaste.
When we went to that camping trip in California one time,
I saw her...raw.
Walking around in the darkness  
warm wind swiftly blowing her hair in the distance
with nothing but a long lumberjack shirt
with only one button buttoned.
Only seen with the fire pit still glowing being fed from earlier.

when we shared glances across the pit
I knew I fell in love
and I couldn't get enough.
 Aug 2017 JAC
Lvice
Fireflies
 Aug 2017 JAC
Lvice
Can anything
Comfort a crying girl
On the top of a truck
Outside at nine in the evening?
 Aug 2017 JAC
wordvango
wingless
 Aug 2017 JAC
wordvango
when I thought
when I worried
when the moon
came up too early

when I saw all alone
on the edge
ruddy high above
sky so weary

like a dove
who had spied
war and flew
up above

to get normal
all alone
I got nervous

all alone all hurried
called above come save me
dove

she just cooed
looking down
so up high

and I was wingless
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