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The leaves turn from green to red as your face turns from pale to amber in two seconds
my hands go to greet yours as if to say " its ok the danger is gone"
the earthquakes in your palms seem to be the cause of the continental drift
but even though the land under our feet have rapidly parted i still find it hard to not fight  your battles for you
remind you that your loss of a friend to suicide does not represent a decrease in your value
Tea
i will always be a cup of coffee
a little strong
a bit too sweet
and I can never change
her love
of a watered down alternative
that she prefers
instead of me
It never mattered how far away I was
because you were my home.
Whenever I felt lonely like I didn't belong,
hearing your voice would make me feel like I’m back home again.
Now you're gone and I’m lost
a beautiful ballad plays
one of memories
one filled with loves tenderness
if i could follow it on down its fabled road
if i could live the song and its beautiful places
walk with its colorful characters as they laugh together
be the young lovers once again as they discover that first kiss
if i could stand for but a moment where the singer stood
see the beauty of the passing days
feel the passionate knowin eachother
you can hear it in the guitar playin
hear it in the softly sweet words
oh to walk there a moment
to breath that air
to be there
if i could be the song
It kills when you lose someone who meant the world to you even though you meant nothing to them but then again the fact that they let you go so easily says a lot.
Maybe you’re better off without them, maybe it’s a sign.
She has eyes like a wolf, beautiful, easy to get lost in
A gentle touch, soothing to the soul
Always a kind word for others
All the neighbors love her
A more gentle woman God never created
She's that one thing that no one can put their finger on but
They all know she's the glue that binds everything together
When social functions are attended, she's out front because
Nobody does PR quite like her
She's the one with a seemingly infinite supply of optimism
The kind of person you hate when you're having a bad day
The image that forms in your head upon meeting her
Is a very serene one
"No doubt in the perfect marriage" you say to yourself
But he's
Massive rage, deceptively charming
She met her prince but
Unwittingly gave her heart to a monster
She prepares meals, does laundry
Makes sure appointments are kept, deadlines are met
And she eats it up when he's attentive
And she gets so confused
By the way that he can be so loving one minute
And then explode like a hell bent hurricane
And she searches time and again for the answer thinking ...
"Maybe I did this wrong" or "Maybe this made him mad"
"I'll just do this differently next time"  Or
"He's got a lot on his mind"
You cannot crucify him in her presence
She will not hear of it, she see's what no one else sees
She clings to a hope that others have long since abandoned
Easy to write a few lines about
Hell to live the life of
Beauty and The Beast
So sweet the smell
I cannot tell.

Is it a lily or
is it the girl
next door…
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