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Jul 2012
Love; a painful, mesmerizing word.
Given and or taken, either way
it is absurd.
Those feelings always fade away.

What, who, why do I love?
What does it mean?
Why must there be push and shove?
Love isn’t so keen.

For now I am walking through a haze,
full of saddened, broken and confused thoughts.
My mind is a precarious maze,
with ideas that give off gunshots.

Can I take this pain
and throw it all away?
Let it flow down the water main
and eventually decay.

can I discard these feelings?
Why must I succumb to all of this?
I can’t quit my dealings,
why can’t I think of your kiss…

The kiss with your sweet lips,
pressed against mine ever so soft,
I begin to fall as my pain just drips.
But because of you, I’m set aloft.

Floating in the air,
soaring the misleading wind
Waiting as my heart beats a tear,
My love becomes a treacherous whirlwind.

Remembering those nights,
when I moaned your sweet name,
a kiss breathed upon me without the lights.
My heart was never near tame.

Oh do I wish I could dream
our bodies combined again.
but you’ve swam upstream,
the dreams will stop, when?

You were my home,
with your arms wrapped around me.
Now I’m left here to roam.
Always feeling weary.

Saying goodbye to a year,
It’s all to soon.
I can’t help but fear,
What will rise with the new moon.

All the emotions mix,
Making me feel so sick.
Feelings cold as onyx,
it’s only time before I tick.

I’m floating on dark clouds,
A storm soon to rumble in.
Even with the crowds,
The worst pain has yet to begin.

I dream of the dark
where I fall in deep and cannot breathe.
Where one tiny spark,
will make my blood seethe.

I shared everything, all of it.
The good and the bad.
The new experiences even fit,
this break up makes me mad.

My tears have run dry,
maybe that’s a sign,
but I’m sure I can cry…
When I walk back on that line.

Thinking of you,
thinking of us.
Time was so few,
I know it wasn’t lust.

Do I still have the right to say,
how much I love you…
To this day?
What do I do?

Everything is mixed up,
my feelings for you, or him.
The feelings they should give up.
My future is looking grim…
Paige Powell
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