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Sep 2016
By Arcassin Burnham


Cutlery chopping your emotions into sections baring the
Characteristics of a maniac in an insane asylum for your
Pleasure just to see the splatter of blood on the wall,
It'll be a shock if you regret it all,
Off the wall , like your personality,
I am appalled,
Don't you stall,
Your feelings are gone,
Til you sang this song,

(Choir : for the children,
Love lives here)

Pink roof ,
All gone,
Stabilize.....
To be of one,
The feelings break,
Open your eyes...
Theres no peace to be obtainable...
I gotta be, what I set out to do,
When I am done , I'll come back for you,

Won't leave you behind I swear this to you,
Forgot to check the time , no time in virtue,
It's too late for me , but I'm buying time for you,

If you swear all to me , to remember what I said,
Your not a mystery , but you're in my head,
I'll do this for you until I am dead,
And the choir sings,
(Choir : for the children, for the children,
Love lives here) love lives here,

For the children....
Love lives here...
For the children....
Love lives here.
©ABPoetry2016
http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2016/09/lives-here.html
Arcassin B
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Arcassin B  27/M/Palm Coast , FL
(27/M/Palm Coast , FL)   
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