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Jun 2016
Oh we loved once,
You were there,
I gave you myself
And you dissappeared
Off in the mountains of Spain.
I'm lying here,
Writing lyrics on my computer,
Singing about your apathy
And my heartbreak.
I reminisce nostalgically of the pressure of your lips,
That burning friction that aroused my desire,
Infatuated love.
Red turns blue,
Fire washed by rain,
Water mixed with tears,
River flowing endlessly
I'm a trout, going against the current.
Reaching for that dry place,
The fire flame.
It'll dry me out but I seek closure,
I seek to find the burning embers
In the cavern.
I know cavemen lurk within and will spear me,
But maybe, from death is rebirth.
From rebirth is debt,
From debt attatchment,
And I'll find that love,
That resurrected unsevered love that crosses
Multiple universes and lives.
I have never been in love or in a relationship and thought was always living vicariously through others' relationships. Always morbidly curious about love and how every love is different yet there is some sort of universal form of it as well with symbols of hearts and cupid's arrows. I was inspired by the idea pf imagining what it would be like to nreak up, the idea of distance and romance came from Before Sunrise or Sunset (the first one by Linkladter). My friend called the piece melodramatic.
Miguel Diaz
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Miguel Diaz
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   Keith Wilson
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