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 Oct 2019 Jason Myrwoda
Juanita
The hatred that lives to burn within me
Is ever so intoxicating
That it will soon become a flame
And one a reflection
Of the demons I once but all captured
Yet, now threaten to break free
Only to ignite a sorrowful fire
I fear water cannot tame.
It's dark in the wild searching
For my inner child
As i lay my sins down
Onto the ground
I'm trying to run
But i can't help still holding on
To the thread
And the voice driving me to insanity
That only lives inside my head.
 Oct 2019 Jason Myrwoda
Nobody
Sin
 Oct 2019 Jason Myrwoda
Nobody
Sin
After you lost all the money
you thought you’d win,
you remember nothing ever
happens in the city of sin.
You just wanted to have some fun,
but you drank a little too much.
You ended up swerving your car,
then heard an awful crunch.
When you looked in the mirror
you saw blood on the ground,
but you just drove faster
instead of turning around.
The next day you learned,
you ran over a little girl.
So the police were called
now they’re looking for you.
People called you a monster on the news,
and you knew their words were true.
The guilt was too much to take,
you didn’t know what else to do.
So after you wrote your note,
you slowly reached for your .22.
Her
There is a time between us, when the pebbles of the sea
and the darkness of the moon will seem one.
Where the lilies and the starlight falls,
and my hands and bones will sleep.

See in our sleep, the world can be one, and
the flowing waters will be like Chardonnay.
Our memories will sing so wild and free.

Under the moonlight, before your lips,
I give you my breath and the secret beneath
my soul, where my soul falls underneath.

Awestruck and charmed by the precious jewels,
in your eyes. You are my beloved,
Leaving my breath to you, my very life,
I lift you up like a rose stretching for the sea.
Previously named Chardonnay, I found somebody, who rests likes the moonlight in my eyes.
 Oct 2019 Jason Myrwoda
Gods1son
You never can tell the impact that
A simple act of kindness can cause
It could restore hope to a broken heart.
Think of a stone tossed into a pond
And the ripples that get formed
Just one tiny good deed can create
waves of kindness to spread around
You can create the ripple in your world today
Or if it spreads to you
don't let it end with you
Let it travel as far as you can ...
The night is young,
the night is ours.
Hand in hand,
we'll steal the stars
and all the lonely sunflowers
with no sun to face.
 Oct 2019 Jason Myrwoda
Enigmatic
In the boudoir of satan's play pen
Chain-smoking her pretty lies
You learn the art
In your veins
In your heart
You can not refrain, dancing with sins
Touching her slowly
Oh the pain, you can not contain
Out of reach, you weep
This is your defeat
I really wish I wouldn’t dream of you,
Especially when it’s you telling me how much you’ve missed me
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