Each day as I get older
My memory starts to fade
I softly touch your pillow
On the bed where you once laid

I gently trace your photograph
You dressed as my bride
They're in my mind but hard to find
Memories that try to hide

But when it rains I see you
You're as real as you can be
Like the time we stood and watched it rain
Beneath that willow tree

We stood out there for hours
As the rain came pouring down
Me in my rented tux
And you in your evening gown

The rain somehow clears my mind
And it seems like yesterday
You told me that you had to leave
And I was begging you to stay

It's been twenty years since you've been gone
And only a piece of you remains
But in my mind, you're here with me
Everytime it rains

I wonder if there's a garden
Where teardrops often flow
A place that's neither here nor there
A place where heartaches grow

A place where broken promises
Will grow into a lie
A place where tears are bottled up
To wait until we cry

A place with no commitment
Where dreams were never dreams
A place where love is taught to hurt
And it's nothing like it seems

A place with no tomorrow
For hope does not exist
A place where memories never fade
Always to be missed

I wonder if there's a garden
Where teardrops often flow
A place that's neither here nor there
A place where heartaches grow

I planted the worlds last flower
In the garden by the brook
Its beauty took my breath away
It only took one look

It's as precious as the finest gold
And jewels cannot compare
Nothing is quite as beautiful
As the flower planted there

It's smell is like no other smell
That I have ever known
It's got to be God's pride and joy
The best He's ever sown

I covered this flower so carefully
As I placed it in the dirt
The tears I cried quenched its thirst
But for me it only hurt

I planted the worlds last flower
Under skies of purest blue
It was hard for me to walk away
For the worlds last flower was you

A tear can have a powerful voice
Though you'll never hear it speak
It tells a story just the same
As our eyes begin to leak

A tear's been called most everything
Some even call it rain
But those who've had a broken heart
Know it as liquid pain

There's no such thing as a single tear
For soon another will follow
It always leaves you all alone
With your soul broken and hollow

Sometimes we can write with tears
For it becomes our ink
We write our pain with tears we cry
To let our heartache shrink

And though we cry for many reasons
Our tears are not in vain
It heals our souls from the inside out
Thank God for liquid pain

She would see it in the window
Each morning as she'd pass
The sun would make it come to life
This doll that was made of glass

Her eyes as blue as the deep blue sea
She was truly a vision of grace
Her mother marveled at her smile
Each time they'd pass that place

This princess made of crystal
So fragile, yet so strong
Could somehow take her pain away
She'd suffered for so long

Stricken with cancer at five years old
The chemo would come too late
There was nothing else left to do
To change this little girl's fate

They bought the crystal princess
And placed it by her bed
But two weeks later she was gone
They found the little girl dead

They put that doll made of glass
On the tombstone where she lies
And in the spring each time it rains
The crystal princess cries

Each time she passed the flower stand
He gave her one red rose
Who he was or where he's from
No one really knows

He'd always smile and tip his hat
Each day as she walked by
A lonely old man on the corner
Beneath the clear blue sky

Then late one night the old man died
The corner now looked bare
But from a tiny crack in the sidewalk
A single red rose was there

She picked the rose and smelled its petals
Remembering the flower stand
A smile crossed her face as she walked away
As she thought of the little old man

The very next day she passed this place
The flower somehow grew back
A single red rose that stands alone
In the tiny sidewalk crack

Each time she passed the flower stand
He gave her one red rose
Who he was or where he's from
No one really knows

What if every teardrop,
Was a tiny piece of soul?
Each teardrop makes us weaker
'Til soon it takes its toll

We shed our tears in sorrow
And time just slips away
Each and everytime we cry
We lose another day

How many tears were wasted,
On people who didn't care?
The tears we should have guarded
Are simply no longer there

The tears we cried for broken hearts
Were tears we cried in vain
Soon we'll cry our souls away
And nothing will remain

What if every teardrop,
Was a tiny piece of soul?
Would we guard the tears that we have left?
Or simply let them flow

I wasn't there when you were born
I was in a foreign land
I wasn't there to see you walk
Or take you by the hand

I wasn't there when you turned one
My country needed me
I wasn't there to hear you talk
I'm as sorry as can be

I wasn't there to see you smile
When you met Santa Claus
I was here defending peace
They say, a rightous cause

I wasn't there to slay the monsters
That live beneath your bed
I wasn't there to tuck you in
Or kiss you on your head

I wasn't there to say goodbye
And wipe the tears you cried
The day they came in uniform
And told you that I died

I didn't know the moon could cry
But I saw it with my own eyes
It looked like rain the day you died
As tears fell from the skies

Some people said it was only rain
But I knew the moon was sad
It rose each night to stare at you
'Til the jealous stars got mad

These days it doesn't shine as bright
As it did for you back then
Sometimes it won't come out at night
Its sorrow keeps it in

The sun shines a little bit longer now
To cover for the moon
Some people say it's longer days
Not because you left too soon

I saw the moon the other night
Just before the rain
But we know it wasn't rain at all
It's tears from all its pain

I hold my breath 'til you walk by
So you won't see my fear
My heartbeat screams your name each time
While hoping you will hear

My eyes meet yours in silent dance
Blinded by your fame
I listen close to every word
Praying you'll say my name

My body numb, I cannot move
Your shadow touches mine
I long to reach and take your hand
Please give me just one sign

My lips in fear, refuse to speak
A prisoner of my mind
My words betray me one by one
They're just too hard to find

You walk away, my breath relents
My blinded eyes can see
My lips scream out your name in vain
You didn't notice me

You had to leave, I let you go
Though I bid you stay
Late one night before sunlight
The angels took you away

The perfume on your pillow case
Brings me to our past
You're in my dreams but it always seems
They fade and never last

Your lipstick on your coffee cup
Reminds me of your smile
I know you're gone but for so long
I lived in blind denial

You used to take my breath away
When you danced across the floor
Your promenade would somehow fade
Leaving me wanting more

The birds that's in the Heavens
Still sing of our romance
So hear their tune, I'll see you soon
To dance where angels dance

I lied when I said I didn't care
Before you walked away
And when I told you, "Don't come back"
I wanted you to stay

When I said I didn't love you
The pain was on your face
I said it wasn't meant to be
I said I needed space

I told you I didn't need you
You hung your head and cried
I want you to know it wasn't true
I'm sorry that I lied

You stole my heart the day we met
And you never gave it back
And all the good you have inside
Is all the good I lack

You're better than me, you always were
And though this love was brief
I'll never forget the love we had
The liar and the thief

I wonder if there's ever been
A day without a death
A day when no one dug a grave
Or took their final breath

When no one had to say goodbye
To a loved one who had passed
Just one day when no one died
A day that wasn't their last

A day when all the whole wide world
Has said no sad farewell
No one leaving this world behind
For Heaven or for Hell

No wars to take a child away
With a mother left in tears
No murders, wrecks or suicides
No cancer dying fears

Just one day is all I ask
A day when no one dies
A day when no one feels the pain
That comes with those goodbyes

Valentine's Day is a thing of the past
This thing called love will never last
I bought you a can of *****
You walked away in a huff
And now I wearing my arm in a cast

You were born to be a diamond
I was cursed to be the coal
Your beauty shines for all to see
I hide in a cold dark hole

They marvel at your reflection
And talk about your shine
They said that I'm too ordinary
To ever make you mine

It's kind of like that fairytale
Beauty and the Beast
One of the most beautiful things
In love, with one of the least

They said I couldn't keep you
You would turn your head in shame
And that you were just too special
To take on my last name

But when it's right, you know it is
Deep down in your soul
Like the marriage in this fairytale
Between the diamond and the coal

Our tears are never silent
As they're streaming down our face
They always demand attention
As they leave their hiding place

Teardrops never change the past
Though many tears are spilled
They sometimes offer some relief
Though no one's ever healed

Each teardrop tells a story
Maybe of a love that didn't last
They can even be a memory
A misplaced vision from the past

Tears are often wasted
On those who just don't care
But when we really need them
We have none left to spare

Our tears become the oceans
If you've wondered where they go
They fill the streams and rivers
Everytime they flow

Bewildered, I wander this barren land
Not able to find my way
Barely even able to stand
My soul grows weary each day

Alas, I ponder, as I count each step
Now knowing which path to take
Alone in despair, I've often wept
While waiting for my heart to break

A stranger's journey, I wander this maze
Never knowing where it might lead
My mind ever trapped in a foggy haze
For direction I fervently plead

Like a ship on the ocean, I'm endlessly tossed
Reprobate from all that I see
Hopelessly lost, I journey on
Hoping to one day find me

The plastic flowers on your grave
Was all I had to give
To celebrate the life
That you had chose to live

You never took for granted
The early morning rain
Or the songs of the sparrows
Sitting by your window pane

You went to church on Sunday
God's commanded day of rest
And though you wasn't perfect
You always tried your best

You were the worlds greatest mother
And you loved being a wife
You'll always be with me
For the rest of my life

These flowers made of plastic
On your grave will never die
And as long as they're here
I won't have to say goodbye

Will you carry me,
When my walk down here is through?
If you leave this world before me,
I will carry you?

Will you carry me,
When it's time for me to sleep?
When it's time for me to say goodbye,
Will you be the one to weep?

Will you carry me,
When I leave this world behind?
If I leave this life before you,
Will I be on your mind?

Will you carry me,
When it's time to pass away?
Will you take me to my resting place,
When I face my final day?

Will you carry me
Will you be the one who's there
Will you carry me to paradise,
When there's no one else to care?



Written about a woman who passed away with no family to carry her to her grave.

She traces her finger along his lips
And smiles with satisfaction
The poison leaves him paralyzed
Just another fatal attraction

She lures them in with her beauty
And keeps them with her kiss
She looks for those who no one knows
A stranger they wouldn't miss

A female Jack the Ripper
But no one knows her name
A hollow soul with a morbid goal
Who plays a deadly game

A widow of sorts with ice in her veins
And all of your money she'll steal
And when she's through I pity you
There's nothing left but to ****

One eye is green the other is blue
So beware of the women you date
I'll tell you this with only one kiss
It will forever be too late

I'm sorry dear, what do you mean?
And why do you have that knife?
No, sweatheart, I didn't mean you
It just sounds like I mean my wife

The night she was born, her father died
When his car was struck by a train
Trying to get home to his laboring bride
But this news would drive her insane

Her thirteenth birthday, again, she's alone
It was Friday, the thirteenth day
Alzheimer's held her grandmother captive
And her grandfather would pass away

People would whisper she brought bad luck
Cursed by the day she was born
The object of their own superstitions
A victim of prejudical scorn

A rabbit's foot couldn't bring her comfort
For when she held it, things would get worse
The four leaf clover would crumble to dust
And seemed to only strenthen the curse

Nineteen-sixty-three her luck would change
When she met the love of her life
But he was killed on his way to the church that day
Before he could make her his wife

She was destined to spend her life all alone
To keep her loved ones from harm
The day she was born would hold her hostage
And forever be known as Charm

Everything she touched would wither and die
'Til the time she was summoned by death
Ninety years old on Friday the thirteenth
Was the day she drew her last breath

Paralyzing uncertainty
Of things we haven't seen
Shadows of unknown origins
That invade our very dreams

Sometimes, it's the sounds
That go bump in the night
It hijacks our minds  
And fills our hearts with fright

Imaginations run wild
As we shiver and we shake
Our voice has betrayed us
Not a sound can we make

Our eyes closed so tightly
As we cover up our heads
In fear of the monsters
That live beneath our beds

Imaginary footsteps
Keep timing with our heart
As their beats intertwine
Like two lovers far apart

The things that's in our closets
Scare our minds the most
It's filled with all our nightmares
Our goblins and our ghosts

The shadows then start fading
As the sun begins to rise
The darkness now is gone
And we open up our eyes

The room is suddenly void
Of nighttime's wicked intrusion
This, that's held us hostage,
Was simply an illusion

Why must a poet write such things
Of sorrow and despair?
Does he not understand he brings
The darkness with him there?

He brings a hollow lonesome wind
That chills us to our souls
Each time he waves his mournful pen
The breeze of heartache blows

For he writes with pure emotion
Where demons sometimes sleep
He will write of his devotion
He's ever reaching deep

He will write of his rejection
He lives with every day
He knows no words of affection
His mind doesn't work that way

So write on now lonely poet
And tell us of your scars
Tell us of your lonely prison
With heartache as your bars

Cut this cancer from my heart
It causes my soul to bleed
An empty echo filled with pain
Where peace can't intercede

Confusion has become my hiding place
Words, just a means to an end
My thoughts cry out in solitude
Looking for a way to ascend

Repetition is now just a prison
My memories, just scars from the past
My dreams fade away like a mist in the night
That are destined never to last

Hope, an illusion, no more than a myth
A lie just meant to deceive
Forgiveness, a promise born to be broken
A promise you'll never receive

Cut this cancer from my heart
Before I surely die
Malignant words I can't survive
Words like the sound of goodbye

The tree outside her window
Watched as the little girl cried
It often became her refuge
Offering her a place to hide

Perched upon its crooked limbs
Her tears dripped from its leaves
A cry for help that goes unheard
For years no one believes

Each night he came to find her
With whiskey on his breath
It's been this way for way too long
Since her mother's untimely death

The tree of whispers saw it all
The stories this tree could tell
The secrets found among its leaves
Tells of her living hell

One day the girl went missing
Her body was never found
But the wind still tells her secrets
When the leaves fall to the ground

I've seen the face of evil
It tried to stare me down
It expected me to run
But instead I stood my ground

Its eyes were bloodshot red
Like a ****** high on ****
Its teeth were in a glass
It tried to gum me half to death

Its nose was like a cactus root
Twenty times compounded
I've never seen a cactus root
I just like the way it sounded

A **** stood high upon its back
That looked like a wayward camel
Covered in hair from head to toe
It just had to be a mammal

Horns fastened atop its head
It had such a horrible growl
Each time it did, it would drool a bit
So I gave it a paper towel

I'm telling you this thing was evil
I think it wanted my soul
I finally tried to run away
But the thing wouldn't let me go

It grabbed a hold of my belt loop
And I was pulling with all my might
I think it gave me a ******
Cause my underwear was gettin' tight

The beast was trying to **** me
Then someone turned on the light
If you think it was mother-in-law
Then, once again, you're right

snowflakes turn to rain
as spring exhales her warm breath
melting winter's heart

What wretched fiend has trapped my soul,
and leaves me reprobate?
An unseen spirit haunts my mind,
I cannot concentrate

My words somehow betray my thoughts,
they will not heal my need
But still I write forsaking hope,
'Til my fingers start to bleed

What evil lurks in hearts of men?
This is not God's design
A cancer filled with hollow screams
no matter how benign

My mirror's face has turned away
refusing to look my way
My conscience sits in silent stares
and lets me go astray

The reflection looking back at me
is one I do not know
What happened to the poet's face,
Edgar Allan Poe?



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My wife says I need glasses
But I don't think I do
Cause I fed that monkey a banana
One evening at the zoo

She said, "You know that's not a monkey"
But I would disagree
She said, "You knew that was my mama"
Well, it looked like a monkey to me

I can see as good as always
And I don't bump into the wall
I only got lost a couple of times
While walking down the hall

Things might be a little blurry
I just need a little sleep
So don't worry about these peepers
They still have plenty of peep

I still see that hairy monkey
I just act like it's not there
My wife still says it's her mama
Underneath that monkey hair

"Quit making that face"
Mama would say,
"It's gonna get stuck
and stay that way"

"Now eat your peas,
like you've got some sense,
"Go brush your teeth
and make sure you rinse"

"Close that door,
was you raised in a barn?
"I heard what you said,
you better mean ****"

"Do as I say,
and not as I do,
"Go comb your hair,
what's wrong with you?"

Well, forty years later,
I'm as ugly as sin
Not a tooth in my head,
with peas on my chin

I cuss like a sailor,
my house is a dump
No hair on my head,
like a bald Forest Gump

I could have been normal,
but I chose this instead
Just because I didn't listen,
to what my Mama said

She quietly whispers, "I love you"
As she kisses them on their heads
She listens to their evening prayers
And then tucks them in their beds

"One more story", says the smallest
"It's getting late", her mother would say
"Now close your eyes and go to sleep,
For tomorrow's another day"

She's done the best she can
Raising three children alone
They've always had plenty to eat
And a place to call their home

But still she pauses to wonder
How happy they could have been
If her husband wouldn't have cheated
And then walk out on them

Only in her loneliest moments
Does she think about the past
A marriage without commitment
Was destined not to last

She never thought she could make it
Without her husband by her side
Her wounds have opened a whole new world
To show what's hidden inside

She no longer cries herself to sleep
And the night's don't seem so long
Sometimes it's takes a tragedy
To make a person strong

My wife made me write this
With a gun to my head
She told me to type it
Just like she said

She wants me to tell you
Her mom is a saint
To change in your minds
The pictures I paint

Her mom is not ugly
She's a beauty queen
She's the sweetest woman
That I've ever seen

Her **** is not huge
It's really petite
Her breath smells like flowers
Refreshing and sweet

Well, I just can't do it
I won't tell a lie
She'll just have to shoot me
I don't care if I d..

I'm sorry my husband will not be writing anymore poems....
He's went missing.....

Embraced by the silence that pierces my soul
My shadow, my only friend
Aimlessly I wander this barren place
Not knowing where my path might end

My scars are the burdens that weigh me down
A silent reminder of pain
My reason for living remains out of sight
Too broken to ever complain

The winds often whisper my name in the night
I follow where ever it leads
The darkness inhales my will to survive
Ignoring my wants or my needs

These walls of destiny impede my view
My judgement now cloudy and tired
The decisions I make are the product of fate
A reason, no longer required

My future is hollow, its echo unclear
As I stumble back into the night
No promises made, my hope held captive
I pray, that I soon find the light

No where to turn, no where to hide
I write to set my soul free
These voices unclear I follow a ghost
This shadow called destiny

There was magic in the poet's quill
For whatever he wrote came true
A man who could write the future
And the past if he wanted to

He always wrote of happy endings
Until one day he wrote of a curse
The world grew dark and barren
As he scribbled his enchanted verse

Like an evil wizard he cast his spell
Using only his words as magic
Feverishly, he wrote a world of gloom
And the result was truly tragic

He wrote of sorrow and broken things
The world was filled with tears
And all the good he'd ever written
Just suddenly disappears

He wrote the sun would shine no more
And the moon was a thing of the past
The people on earth were crying for mercy
How much longer could this last?

No on knew why the poet had changed
And why his writings became so dark
They knew not what tomorrow would hold
On this journey they were forced to embark

For the poet had suffered a broken heart
And his sadness betrayed his words
He no longer wrote of the beautiful flowers
Or the love songs sung by the birds

This curse would last for twenty years
Until the poet's heart was mended
For when he found his one true love
His curse had finally ended

In this pit of utter darkness
The day doesn't see the light
Encompassed by my agony
To my captors, joyous delight

Surrounded by constant weeping
And the sounds of grinding teeth
Their cries for mercy go unheard
With no hope for any relief

The living dead is what we're called
For there's no one here deceased
This torment will last forever
And the torture will be increased

Time here has no meaning
In this prison cell of sorrows
Forgiveness, now an illusion
No hope for more tomorrows

Hope is now a foreign word
Only spoken under our breath
Compassion here is futile
We can't even pray for death

Our sins have been recorded
And play back in our head
With our chances for forgiveness
But we still chose this, instead

This place is called, "Eternity"
Forever here, we'll dwell
Others say "The bottomless pit"
But this is simply Hell

The air I breathe is poison
Filled with toxic love
With each breath I take, I suffocate
For it's you I'm thinking of

I'm dying from the inside out
A little more each day
An infection of your rejection
And it will not go away

A fatal disease without a cure
My heart will turn to stone
It won't be long before I'm gone
I feel so all alone

My soul cries out in agony
The pain, too much to bear
Growing fast, this cancerous past
A coma of despair

I die a slow and painful death
Drowning in my tears
A broken heart, that's torn apart
Withers. then disappears

A building was built in nineteen-ten
A place for the children to learn
Once filled with laughter, now the everafter
This schoolhouse would suddenly burn

Twenty-one souls, were lost that day
When the schoolhouse burned to the ground
A nightmarish cost, everyone was lost
A bible, the only thing found

A school once more, raised from the ashes
But later, turned into a home
With visions and dreams, of bloodcurdling screams
And oasis, for spirits to roam

Ghostly apparitions, now wander these rooms
Trying to escape from the flames
Trapped in this hell, their spirits now dwell
While calling their mother's names

Each night they play their childish games
Destined, to relive that day
Ever changing shape, while trying to escape
This place, where the children play

It happened on a snowy night
Not very long ago
My wife and I were sleeping
But I was tossing to and fro

We awaken to an awful noise
One we'd never heard before
The sound of it was frightful
And I knew I had to explore

It wasn't in the closet
Or the kitchen where we eat
It wasn't the dog for he was there
Cowering at our feet

It wasn't in the attic
For no footsteps were heard at all
I picked up my Louisville slugger
As I wandered down the hall

It wasn't in the living room
Or on the bathroom floor
I crept downstairs with bat in hand
As I opened the basement door

Each step would seem like hours
As I quietly held my breath
One mistake could bring me closer
To a most untimely death

I fumbled with the light switch
Anticipation filled the air
The moment of truth had finally come
To see what monster was there

Now that I have your attention
I hope you're ready to scream
For none of this really happened
It was only just a dream

I'm sorry about the ending
But you really should have known
This is the kind of poems I write
Whenever I'm alone

A mother and daughter
In the alley tonight
Huddle by a trash can
That offers them light

It renders them heat
As they try to stay warm
With no place to go
In the cold winter storm

The daughter only five
With no Santa this year
But she doesn't complain
As she sheds just one tear

The shelters are full
On this night, Christmas Eve
Her father, abusive
And forced them to leave

Like the Babe in the manger
With no room at the Inn
There's no one who cared enough
To let them come in

They didn't speak a word
As the held each other tight
Alone in the snow
On this silent night

In the middle of an abandoned churchyard
Stands a lily, who all pass by
Growing in winter, spring, summer and fall
Just simply refusing to die

Some people called it unnatural
As they plucked it from the ground
But when the sun came up the very next day
Again, that flower was found

Day after day, they would break its stem
Like a thousand times before
But the lily would be resurrected
And spring to life once more

It was even covered with gasoline
As they stood and watched it burn
Once again, while everyone slept
The flower, would just return

They decided to bring their shovels
And dig, 'til there was nothing to save
And that's when they knew this lily
Was a marker for an unknown grave

A little girl that was long since missing
Abducted in the night, while she slept
Never found, and they never knew
The secret that this lily had kept

Her body was moved to a graveyard
With a gravestone so everybody knows
The little girl missing has finally been found
And is resting, where the lily grows



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I first learned to dance when I was four
But my kids won't let me do it no more
They say I look like a perv
The way I wiggle a swerve
They say I even embarrass the floor

Everyone knows when time began
But I know the day that it ended
The day you died I ceased to exist
For that's when time was suspended

My memories are now, all that I have
To get me through each day
My heart no longer, thirsts for life
Each second, it starts to decay

My soul, now wandering aimlessly
Loneliness, my only friend
A shadow, in a world filled with light
Waiting, for death to descend

Whispering winds, keep calling your name
Leading me to and fro
Seeking for solace, in a world of despair
Not knowing which way to go

Broken, I stumble, from place to place
Cursing this prison called life
Patiently waiting, for the angel's return
To reunite me with you, my wife



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I'm writing you this love song
To wipe away your tears
It's full of happy endings
To steal away your fears

I'll choose the lyrics carefully
So you can sing along
You'll be my inspiration
As I'm writing you this song

I found the music in my heart
The words are in your eyes
I'm with you in slow motion
But somehow time still flies

You're the reason for the heartbeat
That beats in harmony
The reason for the me in you
And you, the you in me

I'm writing you this love song
For you will always know
I wrote this song about our love
To say I love you so

An echo is the sound of loneliness
It can come in many forms
It can even be a broken heart
That's weathered many storms

It's found in every teardrop
As it falls from someone's cheek
Or maybe a feeling of hopelessness
In a time when things look bleak

It's hidden inside betrayal
Like a promise in disguise
It's found in all our shattered dreams
That takes the form of lies

It's found in every heartbeat
That used to beat as two
We can find it in confusion
When we don't know what to do

An echo is the loneliest sound
That one will ever hear
We'll always hear it more than once
For it will always reappear

While listening to my wife complain
She filled my head with a terrible pain
She says her ****'s getting fat
She even blames me for that
And then she waits for me to explain

Somewhere beyond the dying embers light
A spark of hope will rescue me
Though the flames are now long since gone
The smoke still sets me free

An eternal flame now forever silenced
But a breeze of redemption blows my way
The darkness steals your name from my lips
But you memory still beckons me stay

The fire still burns within my soul
My breath filled with the ashes of rejection
The love I feel envelopes me whole
'Til the heat has scorched my reflection

Consumed by the flame that warmed my heart
As I burn but will not die
The smoke of regret fills the empty night
As it settles through this hollow sky

A spark of hope is all that I seek
To raise these embers once more
A gentle whisper will ignite the flames
'Til again this fire shall soar


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Why do you tempt me with your lovely smile?
Do you not see that my heart is too weak?
The spell that you cast was meant to beguile
Is it a victim to torment you seek?

Your beauty entices my very soul
You weaken it with all of your glances
A prisoner of love out on parole
Ever so tired of fleeting romances

Stay with me within my heart's secret place
A Queen, will I make you if you desire
I bow my head unworthy of your grace
This flame you command sets my heart on fire

Just a mere token of your affection
Will cast out the fear of your rejection


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I have seen Medusa
She's as wicked as can be
She never utters a single word
She just sits and stares at me

Her hair looks like a nest of snakes
Her eyes a piercing red
She's already turned my heart to stone
And my mind is almost dead

Her smile looks like she's constipated
You know, that I need exlax grin
I think she was the serpent of Eden
Cause she sure is as ugly as sin

Many men have tried to tame her
A dangerous journey to embark
But now they're covered with pigeon ****
Like a statue in the park

This could be my final poem
That's written on my own
For the next time I see my mother-in-law (Medusa)
I'll surely be turned to stone



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I've often wondered why you cry
Why are you always sad?
What's the reason for your tears,
What makes you feel so bad?

Your pillow case is always stained
Your tears are on your sleeve
Has someone near you passed away,
The reason why you grieve?

An unseen pain you hide away,
Something I can't see?
Did your best friend just walk away,
What could it possibly be?

Tell me why you feel this way
Help me ease your pain
Is it something that's too hard to say,
Something you can't explain?

I see the way you look at me
Each time I'm standing near
Now I know who makes you cry
My reflection's in your tear



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It happen one snowy Christmas eve
The snow was too heavy for flight
So Santa and those eight tiny reindeer
Were stranded with me for the night

After hot chocolate we all went to sleep
With them on my living room floor
The reindeer kept passing gas all night
And all Santa could do was snore

Well, I woke up in the middle of the night
And those reindeer were all in my bed
Comet and Cupid were holding me tight
And Prancer was kissing my head

Then in a flash the room went dark
And in the corner, a tiny elf appears
Believe it or not on top of his head
He had one of my wife's best brassieres

I got out of bed to find old Santa
I was hoping he might have an answer
I found him soaking in my garden tub
Where he was taking a bath with Dancer

So I hurried back to the bedroom
But my wife was no where in sight
I found her in the kitchen playing spin the bottle
And that elf said she's mine for the night

Well that did it, I finally lost my temper
I started screaming for them to get out
Santa says, "We can't leave, my clothes aren't dry"
And that's when I started to shout

He pointed to my fireplace mantle
And my stockings were no longer there
For hanging on the nail by the fire
Was Santa's long john underwear

I ran to the bedroom for my rifle
But when I returned they were already gone
My house was a wreck and that elf stole my wife
So I burned Santa's ****** 'til dawn



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