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You cannot ask why about love, Even if you questioned me every day, About my heart and why I do not riddle It out to you in a rhyme even I fail to understand I do not know what love is, I do know I See your face every night, somewhere In the shadow, of a filtered mirror I cannot escape You inside my corners, or the time you Kissed me in the snow, with your Black trench coat Under an oak tree Then I asked With pleading eyes What drug can I take to Bring you from my mind? To leave those wretched memories shattered On the ground Like crushed stars Suffocating in a galaxy filled with Holes I am so sorry for your never ending pain But I do not know what you did To make me scream every night Darkness compressing the air around me Twisting my body like modeling clay Prey to the hands of an invisible Sculptor I remember the fallen tree I perched on The night it all started And how I fell with it Through an icy wind Though my pale skin matched the snow That coated me in white Entering my veins and dyeing my Failing organs black We never thought it would run wild Like a rabid wolf, feasting on my soul Or hit quite as fast as that Cheetah We saw yesterday So let me take the broom from your hand To sweep up all the wrong and make it Right And then you chose that butterfly Trapped in the Green mason jar Leaving my tiger On the shelf Collecting layers of dust But I would never have matched your socks Anyways, And you talk to me now in a language I do not breathe And one day I will forget You lived in my veins One day I will turn to you laughing, And know it is Okay
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Apr 28, 2015
Apr 28, 2015 at 9:01 PM UTC
Holes in a Mason Jar Galaxy
You cannot ask why about love, Even if you questioned me every day, About my heart and why I do not riddle It out to you in a rhyme even I fail to understand I do not know what love is, I do know I See your face every night, somewhere In the shadow, of a filtered mirror I cannot escape You inside my corners, or the time you Kissed me in the snow, with your Black trench coat Under an oak tree Then I asked With pleading eyes What drug can I take to Bring you from my mind? To leave those wretched memories shattered On the ground Like crushed stars Suffocating in a galaxy filled with Holes I am so sorry for your never ending pain But I do not know what you did To make me scream every night Darkness compressing the air around me Twisting my body like modeling clay Prey to the hands of an invisible Sculptor I remember the fallen tree I perched on The night it all started And how I fell with it Through an icy wind Though my pale skin matched the snow That coated me in white Entering my veins and dyeing my Failing organs black We never thought it would run wild Like a rabid wolf, feasting on my soul Or hit quite as fast as that Cheetah We saw yesterday So let me take the broom from your hand To sweep up all the wrong and make it Right And then you chose that butterfly Trapped in the Green mason jar Leaving my tiger On the shelf Collecting layers of dust But I would never have matched your socks Anyways, And you talk to me now in a language I do not breathe And one day I will forget You lived in my veins One day I will turn to you laughing, And know it is Okay
EJones
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Apr 28, 2015
Apr 28, 2015 at 9:01 PM UTC
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