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Tori Edwards Jun 2014
everything will wear over time
wether it be the pavement
a humans life
or your hand in mine

we memorise the lines
and play on fixed emotions
embedded in black ink
to a poem, or styled mime

words begin to fade
the musty scent of
yellowed, aged pages
everything will wear down
eventually

Over Time
Yup.
Tori Edwards Jun 2014
There's a rainbow
in the grey clouds
Where hidden far beyond
is an Opal shaped
burning red sun

Like an artist
you are a dark romancer
With brown eyes
that haunt me in my sleep still

Your initials ark inked
into my skin
With one foot forward
and craving a grave
To lay this to rest

Changing faces
and teeth that gleam
You are a shifter
so shift to the beat

Behind grey skies
I hear an angels voice
she whispers your name
As I ride the rainbow
to the shallow depths
of my grave
Tori Edwards Jun 2014
I will sit here
forever, me
Just wondering why
the blood in
cracked veins
Turns to ink droplets
and became words
on countless pages

This isn't pain
That was not love
Either way
we are F R E E
as animals

Is this an Ancient
Marmalade Sky
and Champagne Rivers
Where we will
float away to
something louder
Then a prayer

I am sewn back together
with no anesthetic
But my insides tucked up
Gloss and clouds
Our memories are worth
every penny

With colours and textures
we are floating away
Under Marmalade Skies
and
Champagne Rivers
Tori Edwards May 2014
M.H
It's a cold, cold morning
and the coffee isn't helping
On the bed amongst tangled sheets
is where we left our happiness

The records are still playing
to a memory of a party
And your eyes are haunting
as you give me a smile

I'll show up one day
when you least expect it
Silently I pray you'll wait
Just don't give up on me babe

It's a cold, cold morning
and the coffee didn't help
I won't let us die
So take a walk with me
and let the smoke revive us
Tori Edwards May 2014
Every page turned is wasted time
Every word written is wasting lines
Just another drop of poison
To fill cracked veins

Or to prove a heart's still beating

Sliced in half and completely drained
No one is as they seem
Our emptied black sockets
See nothing bar

An empty, gray beauty

Precious things will break, my dear
And we're all slowing down
In this world that keeps turning
Tori Edwards May 2014
gray sleeves and black tees
balding head, is a case of stress
polka dots and happy things
New York City skyline...please?

i'll follow where the music leads
in sunny days with wintry things
whilst marching in the rose parade

lime green walls with black butterflies
and back street *******
whispering, whispering, whispering
just give us time to stay useless

gray sleeves and black tees
New York City skyline...please?
Tori Edwards May 2014
It's a cold, cold morning
and the coffee didn't help
On the bed amongst tangled sheets
is where we left our happiness

Jason's singing in my ear
but the bottles over there
I've seen the trilogy...yeah
We've seen this a hundred times before

Now Jason's still singing
but Ryan's on the calender
He's hanging out with the minions
and they all just stare

It's a cold, cold morning
and the coffee didn't help
So take a walk with me
and let the cigarette smoke revive us
Happy New Years Bhiney
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