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Elise Reid Aug 2014
Picture perfect.
Handsome face.
Flawless smile.
All sin erased.

My addiction.
Rose colored view.
Thoughts repeated,
I just want you!

But how the mighty have fallen!
But where in my heart are you at now?
But when does your name pass my lips?
But what made affections turn foul?

And why did the roses all wilt?
And where did the fairy-tale end?
And what made me turn from your face?
And how has the mighty fallen?
Joann Rolleston Jul 2014
Hello how are you?
I soon start to regret
I think I've triggered moody
Right into my lap

Blah blah blah and then ...
My eyes they're glazing over

Woe is me I'm thinking
Regretting my decision
I was being polite and friendly
Now I'm seeking freedom

Blah blah blah and then ...
You take my silence as agreement

Its not that I don't like you
I do really care about you
I'd love it if you stop talking
And realise silence is golden

Blah blah blah and then ...
I'm reaching my limit

I think God must be laughing
Patience lesson working
Although I wish he'd teach you
'Great' is the correct answer
got to love our moaning groaning friends ... some good people wear their hearts on their sleeves and really think you wanna know all about it, when you don't really ... but you love them anyway
it's ok May 2014
The stars were once so friendly,
dancing with the moon to radiate on each
satellite, plant, galaxy solar system
The stars were once so bright,
But that was before they saw a bitter life form
And they dimmed a little
They met the city lights, and saw they were
least important with such beauty,
A planet with stars of it's own,
which lead the stars to dim enough
But then the far away suns noticed
Hatred, and the beloved planets
not being taken care of,
water sources being drained,
Fake satellites being place all over,
The forbidden moon having
Earth's stolen elements stabbed into
Planets hid, and now
All the stars are all a dot to twinkle
Still holding onto that last piece of illumination
and lately, the moon seemed a little dimmer
How many times
How will you write
About a glorious light
It's mighty bright
When will you realize
it's worse off than you
                                        Let me be when I stargaze
            The sky will look back at me and reminiscence

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