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Shiloh Morrison Sep 2011
You nuzzled my auburn hair
called me soft and kind and fair
told me you would
always be there
"Forever", you said

In case you didn't know
forever means we take it slow
forever means you take my hand
it means a lifetime together planned
every morning, every day, every year

forever means never ending
forever means love, always tending
to my heart and my soul
it means life with me
with no parole

We didn't last forever

But just so you know
when you tell another girl forever
she's going to expect the same thing
especially when you give her
a big diamond ring

Next time you may want to consider
that "forever" has no expiration date

Your promises came too little too late.
Shiloh Morrison Sep 2011
Tear streaks line her face
Darkness fills her eyes
In her secret place she holds herself
And cries for all his lies
She misses his gentle laugh
How he asked about her day
Even the things she hated 
She loved in some small way
But he wasn't worth her trouble
Not even worth the time
Without his darkness shrouding
her she will now surely shine.
Shiloh Morrison Sep 2011
I'm weaving with yarn
crocheting stitches
across my heart

sewing up my wounds
allowing release
through art

a slipknot here
a whipstitch there

I weave and weave
as I crochet into repair

the frayed edges of my soul
Shiloh Morrison Sep 2011
He leans on a ford mustang
shiny and  painted classy red
He's got his cowboy hat on
and he bows his head

They don't make 'em
like this no more
and I'm not talking
'bout the car

He's got his thumbs in
his front jean pockets
His eyes on my heart

Hardy muscular arms
peek beneath his sleeves

When he glances up
from beneath his hat
I get weak in the knees

thump thump thump
a musical chorus my heart sings
This man could seriously
be the answer
to every lonely girls dreams
Shiloh Morrison Sep 2011
Deaths consort
Stretches her fingers
Breathes a hushed sigh
With gentlest touch
She draws the end nigh
She walks past headstones
From dusk until dawn
Her slim figure cloaked
She is merely his pawn
She's heard it all,
The cries and the pleas;
There's nothing she can do
For death so decrees
That pergatory comes first
Before heaven or hell
With the final chime
The clock bids a black farewell
She leads them to her boat
The moaning and crying
The faceless barrage of
Of the dead and the dying

— The End —