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BreakingSilence
Kentucky    You can call me silencio. I suffer from anxiety and writing helps me cope.

Poems

Mark Lecuona Feb 2012
You caught my eye
But you wouldn't play your part
You broke some glass
Then you broke my heart

Why does it always happen this way?
Everytime our eyes meet
You seem to walk away
Walk away
Far away

Breakin' bottles
Breakin' hearts
Pourin' dreams
When will love start?

Parting is upon us
Will the memory last?
Was that the one?
Or just another moment that passed?

Breakin' bottles
Breakin' hearts
Pourin' dreams
When will love start?

To suffer the pain of togetherness
Or the liberation of being a muse
It's not for me to say
I'll leave that for you to choose

Living as the dream
Living as the mystery
Living as the fantasy
Living as the hope

Breakin' bottles
Breakin' hearts
Pourin' dreams
When will love start?


Copyright 2011. All Rights Reserve. Mark Lecuona
I wrote this for a cute bartender after she threw an empty bottle into the trash can... she liked it then I never saw her again....
Amber Ily Lee Jun 2010
Sittin', waitin' on the phone
Feelin like a rusty drone
Try'na hode my feelin's back
go up and start to stack
Stack up the courage
To do what I wanna do
Talkin', ot's me and you!

I'm breakin' free
Outta my shell
Doin' that rebel yell
Maybe you can see
I'm more than I appear to be
Wait and watch
For the spot light
Get out of sight
Cause I'm breakin' free!

I'm done pretendin'
I'm done hidin'
I don't care what you think
I'll do as I please!
I'll do what i love

I'm breakin' free
Outta my shell
Doin' that rebel yell
Maybe you can see
I'm more than I appear to be.