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Daylight 4U2C Jan 2014

A wicked woman told my love, "**** him and you will be free."
My love paused, and the wicked woman's old twig of a finger pointed off to me.
Love walked to me with tearful eyes, as if she had no choice.
I smiled wryly and told her in the softness of my voice, "Let it be done, and be free.
No sword is long enough to show my love for thee. No dagger, short enough to match my heart's beat.
So please my love, take your choice of my death. Choose what would be fit."
She didn't hesitate, just cry. She, slowly lifting a mirror from the dust.
I don't know why I felt I must, but I wiped the tears away just to savor her touch.
I looked into her sad blue eyes, just for one more glance. Then I shut my own.
I could feel her lift the mirror, this was her chance, let it be known.
A crashing blankness came down on me, soon after the last things I heard.
"I'm moving up, and you're moving down." These were her last words.
I didn't understand them then, but now I think I know.
She will one day be in the warm light, while I'm still stuck in the cold indigo.
I'd always run up the down escalator, like a crazy kid.
She always said, one day I'd trip.
And now I finally did.

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pookie Apr 2014

Before I'm gone

Too bad you don't talk,
Too bad you don't care,
That you can't give a ****,
Ha if only you'd open your eyes and see,
See the truth,
You sit there high and mighty shouting at me,
Like a giant ******* thunderstorm,
And for what so you can clear your air,
Open your eyes and see the truth,
See me for what I am and not what your told,

I'm here for you,
Always for you,
Through the thunderstorms,
Through everything,
Open your eyes.

Before it's to late,
Before I'm gone.

I wish you would see, stop listening to all of them and live your life. Please.

#truth #eyes #late #storm #gone #open #told #your

Diana C Mar 2014

2am and you

I try to not talk after 2am.
because that's when I really
come out.

I share my hopes
dreams, desires, fears.
I talk about the future
and make promises that
we both know, I won't keep.

The sun acts as smelling salts
to the unconscious,
or glasses to the almost blind.
It wakes me up from my darkest thoughts.

So lets not share late night thoughts
lets not share cheap wine on carpeted apartment floors
lets not share laughs or secrets
because when the sun comes
the night buzz will be gone.
And we'll go back to being strangers
with one night of memories.

It's pretty late and I trust too easily when it's late at night. And the quote "we're all just looking for a hand to hold" comes to mind. Who's hand do you want to hold? Someone who you've lost, or someone you've never met?

#wine #future #sun #sleep #bed #time #memories #night #gone #strangers #lovely #secrets #scary #early #soon #told #awoken

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