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A crooked frame of a picture perfect family Hangs in the hallway With the eyes cut out To imitate the blindness of suburbia The family dog remains in the frame To tell the tales of an animal Caged in a four sided box And the frame itself is a darkened oak With each side representing a member To show the strength of family And the dark times that cover them all.
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Dec 25, 2015
Dec 25, 2015 at 3:11 PM UTC
Frame
Always wanted , to be closer Always wanted to love you more Always given you my blood. Always been drained of my blood Always been loved to be used by you Always Push away to be close to nothing I thought of you in which thought should not be invested Thinking the best dreams of innocent loyalty Thinking of what you can see what I can give and show Knowing that I have no looks, heart, or personality to you Invisible , I know, yet popular with others, but not in you knowing I do have more body parts than the fingers that hold money. I am more than money, I know and I think, I have the heart of gold, with knowledge that I have soul and personality, and and I know you are without the values. Always thinking, I can do better, than to lose my freedom and sanity over you. I lost it all, basically in thought of you. Always known I could be better, but love from me is real. Always jaded in you, and of you. always death of the old me.
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Jul 27, 2015
Jul 27, 2015 at 3:39 AM UTC
Heart wants what it fears
"Love is Blindness"                         is inaccurate Love is the buffer             That sees all imperfections                                      Makes them perfect Love is the cataracts                       Blurring all troubles                            Into a milky sweet balance of good and great                               Because bad days are now still good Love are the pupils                         For life                                 Letting in nothing but light                                     Blocking out at  darkness Love is syrupy sweet brown eyes...                          Even though you thought you liked blue                               But Sweet Browns now hold your universe Love acts as the glasses                   Sharpening everything you used to see                              Creating the picture of where you were meant to be Love is the depth perception                                    For feeling                                       Used to calibrate all emotions Love is You but mostly                                           Love is sight Because of Love                                I can see
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Sep 15, 2014
Sep 15, 2014 at 10:38 PM UTC
Blindness
"Love is Blindness"                         is inaccurate Love is the buffer             That sees all imperfections                                      Makes them perfect Love is the cataracts                       Blurring all troubles                            Into a milky sweet balance of good and great                               Because bad days are now still good Love are the pupils                         For life                                 Letting in nothing but light                                     Blocking out at  darkness Love is syrupy sweet brown eyes...                          Even though you thought you liked blue                               But Sweet Browns now hold your universe Love acts as the glasses                   Sharpening everything you used to see                              Creating the picture of where you were meant to be Love is the depth perception                                    For feeling                                       Used to calibrate all emotions Love is You but mostly                                           Love is sight Because of Love                                I can see
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