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#remiss
I feel a bit more lost Each day I don't see your face Not hearing your voice I feel outta place I wish I knew Some magic word To ease your mind Take away your hurt In my heart You burrowed deep I wanted nothing more Than you safe to keep You should never feel Like you're second best You're an awesome girl Unique among the rest I'm sorry a thousand times That I didn't make this more clear You're a precious soul To me very dear
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Aug 26, 2019
Aug 26, 2019 at 6:50 PM UTC
Epilogue
What is it you want Despite what I try to think I know it's not me
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Jul 16, 2019
Jul 16, 2019 at 3:58 PM UTC
What You Want
With the freshness of youth I breathe in the world around me, walking in an ecstasy of spirit, marveling at bare feet and broken umbrellas building faces and burning questions Always seeking, living, bleeding, fearing that I should become remiss and give to my memory this heavenly bliss.
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Sep 21, 2018
Sep 21, 2018 at 4:33 PM UTC
Youth
I feel the sunlight on my face And it reminds me of your warm embrace The one for which I long When I’m weak it makes me strong It was sad to watch you walk away But I know we’ll make it back together some day You don’t believe my words How many times have I said it? Is it the second? Or the twenty-third? I love you without earthly notion You fill me with a variety of emotion And I will always feel love for you and us Love far deeper than lust Imagine our island in the sky On a single cloud floating by We will make it there, I swear
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Sep 19, 2018
Sep 19, 2018 at 2:00 AM UTC
Idle
Listen to songs of what had been, I know it's hard, you chose what happened Waves crash down and close the gateway When memories flood them wide open Oh, come home to me, before I sail away It's a dreary dawn you've settled down in It's a misty town you call your medicine Weather and women work your fingers to bone You swear up and down this is all worth doing Come home Close up shop and rest your face in my arms But you bar the door of your lonely hotel room Rest easy in your misery and listen to men Crooning on about love, of what could have been Maybe you should have brought your raincoat
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Mar 31, 2015
Mar 31, 2015 at 10:55 PM UTC
To the North