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Nov 2011
For TC

The hands that guide us
Will certainly not contain
The hatred that does consume
All of these wonders in my way

I can’t bring you back here
To where we once were
The tides have washed the beach
Over and over, and over

The siren cries and sings,
She sings us back to shore
I can’t believe this anymore
Will you still live here?
Just live so still here

Say not the things that are not before us
Keep in mind that we were one at once before
It’s just that now I’ve forgotten what love is

Since when did life become so dull?
I wanted a way out,
When they turned the lights out
Only to find myself
Sitting in her chair there
On the shores of the black water rising
Just right where I had been,
Before I started drowning
The water had flooded my veins
And got up and left this place
Oh the horror!

All over the lanes were their screaming faces
I began my search of more beautiful places
I looked for comfort there in the incurable city
But only lost all sense of hope, pride and dignity

Once the water became too much
Was when I started to lose touch
Don’t lose touch he said,
I’m sorry Tom, but you’re right…

This is where we get in
This is how it ends
With her and I sitting here in this lonely room
But only as lost friends…

Remember there was a fire?
But now the smoke has gotten to be too much
For you to see me here now.
Andrew McElroy
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Andrew McElroy  30/M/Florida
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