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The rain's been relentless I've been soaked for two days the wind blowing sideways Unavoidable fray Cold to bone, I run bathwater too hot to handle Want to sweat it all out, and to run myself pure Pale steam 'round me rising, obscuring the candles and thoughts of you run though my head, like a lure. My clothes lie bedraggled, cast here on the floor kindling flashbacks of searching for mine in your room fully dressed again, kindly you'd showed me the door and I left, leaving heartstrings caught up in your loom. So here I am, aching so here I am, tired so here I am, glad for the perfume you left So here I am, hopeless I'm mystified, following bright flashing memories, indeliberate gifts. How can it be, chest cavity filling with sorrow What small sweetened curse did you drip in my heart? Chemicals mine, and chemicals foreign weave conundrums of pain as your next work of art. I loathe to think you've one resentment against me Did I clarify all clamoured in heart and head? moth to flame, I remember you hate them, don't hate me but also, remember- they all end up dead. You'll never know, just what a blessing our time was Precious stone, as you know are important to me I am that Roman candle, actinic in pearls my fog soon in passing, and I will be free. So please, don't let too much dust cover our glow Synchronicitous, meant to be, beautiful, rare Something splendid as that, should be held in the heart Hands of time have a tendency- obscure and tear. so here I am, peaceful so here I am, salient the memories of your arms around me, your chest so here I'm imagining your face before me how perfect our moments Thankyou, lover; I'm blessed.
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Jan 27, 2013
Jan 27, 2013 at 8:56 AM UTC
Dust-covered Glow (So Here I Am)
The rain's been relentless I've been soaked for two days the wind blowing sideways Unavoidable fray Cold to bone, I run bathwater too hot to handle Want to sweat it all out, and to run myself pure Pale steam 'round me rising, obscuring the candles and thoughts of you run though my head, like a lure. My clothes lie bedraggled, cast here on the floor kindling flashbacks of searching for mine in your room fully dressed again, kindly you'd showed me the door and I left, leaving heartstrings caught up in your loom. So here I am, aching so here I am, tired so here I am, glad for the perfume you left So here I am, hopeless I'm mystified, following bright flashing memories, indeliberate gifts. How can it be, chest cavity filling with sorrow What small sweetened curse did you drip in my heart? Chemicals mine, and chemicals foreign weave conundrums of pain as your next work of art. I loathe to think you've one resentment against me Did I clarify all clamoured in heart and head? moth to flame, I remember you hate them, don't hate me but also, remember- they all end up dead. You'll never know, just what a blessing our time was Precious stone, as you know are important to me I am that Roman candle, actinic in pearls my fog soon in passing, and I will be free. So please, don't let too much dust cover our glow Synchronicitous, meant to be, beautiful, rare Something splendid as that, should be held in the heart Hands of time have a tendency- obscure and tear. so here I am, peaceful so here I am, salient the memories of your arms around me, your chest so here I'm imagining your face before me how perfect our moments Thankyou, lover; I'm blessed.
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cyan-tendency
Jan 27, 2013
Jan 27, 2013 at 8:56 AM UTC
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