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Thomas Alan Apr 2016
If you could see
The things that I've seen
Then you'd never feel
Entirely clean

And if you could feel
The things I've felt
You'd also have a heart
That would not melt
Thomas Alan Mar 2016
Take me back to the lights
To a city that is old
Where I can endlessly wander
Streets laden with gold

I belong to nobody
No one but the night
That's where I fly
Fly high, like a kite

I don't need to feel
To feel I'm alive
I feel the life burning;
Burning inside
Thomas Alan Mar 2016
Put your pennies
In this empty well
Make me some wishes
And I will not tell

Wrap up inside
A place that I can hide
Then float me slowly
Across the melancholy tide
Thomas Alan Mar 2016
You need to see the light
How it beams in my eyes
The way the green changes hue
Like the mystical skies

How a sadness runs through me
Like a nail in a wall
When I cracked at the surface
But I never could fall
Thomas Alan Mar 2016
I'm walking on a wire
Close to the line
And I'm on fire
Across the hemisphere
Where it's bleak
And it's black
There's lights up ahead
Along this track
Thomas Alan Feb 2016
I climbed up inside you
In a way that would weave
A heart to a heart;
With all the tricks up my sleeve

When you left in the morning
I lay there in bed
Slowing dying
From the tears that you'd shed
Thomas Alan Feb 2016
Put together this thousand piece puzzle
I've got cities in my head
And I build them from rubble
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