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Stiletto heels and a push-up bra,
Hair piled high, bleached and toned and all…
That’s the way you used to shuffle around,
But you ain’t been much since your man went to town.

Who’s that a’ worrin’ bout them wrinkles and lines?
Is that the same broad who fell for all his lines?
Well, since he left you all you do is frown.
No, you ain’t done much since your man went to town.

You could’a picked a man who would’a cherished you
Once upon a time when love was fresh and new,
But you picked the one who was known all around.
Now,  you ain’t known much since your man went to town.

(Interlude)

You could’a picked a man who would’a cherished you
Once upon a time when love was fresh and new,
But you picked the one who was known all around.
Now, you ain’t been much since your man went to town.

Whatcha gonna do when the rage runs high,
When the last tear falls cause the well has dried?
Whatcha gonna do when the sun goes down,
Cause you ain't slept much since your man went to town.

What’cha gotta to do to make it right
Is take your piece out of your purse, it’s a Saturday night.
What’cha gotta do is shoot him down,
‘Cause you cry too much since your man went to town.
Please, do not use me work to buy, sell, trade or findraise for this or any other site. I posted an early draft of these song lyrics and was pleased at how well recieved it was. Shortly before I put it on this site I added a stanza before the finale in the second verse, then turned it over to my music partner to work with. Then the computer my work was on crashed. I had not backed up the files. I wanted the lyrics up on hellopoetry because I had just discovered the site, so I gave you the earlier draft that I had. Earlier tonight, while visiting my partner's home studio, I remembered to grab the copies of this, and some other songs he is working on for me. I think the additional stanza adds increase to the momentum of the story this peace is telling. For me, it is the emotional clamax in this version, and the final stanza, though descriptive of an extreme action, becomes the denumont. There is also a new balance of  the architecture in respect to the eveness of stanzas in both verses. (At times, I tend to put great emphasis on the importance of song structure. I have ever since I realized how important structure is to a song.)
I hope you enjoy it.
Your body...it's beautiful.
You don't believe me.
Stop hurting yourself like this
You won't stop.
Eat something.
You won't.
Snap out of it...
I can't.
i think i have a problem
In the forest, there grows a flower
That the night loves with starlit showers.
How it blossoms near the tree beneath the moon!
Its petals are a vibrant indentation
Which, with its beauty, betokens the wilderness.

Rapacious and beguiled
Become the seekers of the bloom.
Ravenous are they for its syrupy nector,
And greedy for its savory and intoxicating effect,
Which is delusive to those who would otherwise be able to reckon.
Its glamour incites a yearning
That, not sated, becomes a burning
Which leaves a hollow place where the logic used to be,
And tangles the chords of one's emotions.

Not everything that is enticing is worth the bill of fare,
Even if it thrives freely throughout the land.
I was bored, so I decided to write. 7/16/2015
Please, do not use my work to buy, sell, trade or fundraise for this or any other sight.
By Arcassin Burnham


Was a snapping turtle now I'm just brick wall,
Earned what i souly deserve , you just ruin it all,
My life's is in ruins,
But getting better with every single strand,
And the effort that you put in,
Say you promise that you'll do it if you really can,
But people break them all the time,
Can believe in that all the time,
Hope I don't have to live with this for time,
If you believe me,
Its Time to stop being 17.
__________
Nowadays its hard to gain success,
Never was the successful type I guess,
But once I knew myself enough to own it,
Ain't no secret to the things that I can do
To cure inside of my stress,
Speaking of stress , I been to hell with a green cap,
While I wobble like a pest,
When I got all big and tough to barely grasp it,
I was sure that my trials and tribulations
Didn't really get the best,
Static t.V's,
And tiny broken cassettes,
Bad financial fees,
And alot of stupid regrets,
Giant sap trees,
And the buzzing of the bees,
I could sure use a glass of ice tea inside my chest,
People you saw,
And all the people you know,
Watch the dogs gnaw,
And lick everyone's toes,
I could have a life better than this,
With dark inside my heart,
And fire down below,

I'm burning alive
I don't know why
With the fire in my heart

let my ignorance die
why don't you die
*die down with the fire in my heart.
18 Part 3 Ending
By Arcassin Burnham

Searching for a better end,
To think I might be flabbergasted from the countless sins,
Nobody's counting , I just need a post to pin,
On the social media about how the struggle's depressin',
Ignorant people nowadays will never learn they're lesson,
Putting people and young teens in the state of depression,
But they could never stop the power in all my progression,
And who knows,
possibilities for more future sessions,
Being 18 is the result of getting bad recession.
18 Part 3
By Arcassin Burnham


How do you make light of bad situation
Evolving sexuality?
Wanna go back to the way it use to be,
I'm not appalled in the slightest,
I thought that we'd elevate the highest,
There's no one else I rather love but you,
You made my life a reality,
My hair was short,
Cut like a man,
And even though I didn't like lesbians,
I didn't fully understand,
But the difference in you,
Made it all worth while,
You never fathemed your face,
But I worshipped your smile,
Kissing you was like heaven,
Something I didn't believe,
Until that night at the lake,
When you came out to me,
Couldn't explain what we had going on,
Somethings wrong,
Putting muscle on my emotions love,
it was strong,
I think of us on a daily basis
Whenever your gone,
I see the room is very spacious,
Whenever I hit the ****,
Going to school with this smile on my face,
You're the epitome for a better human race,
Butterflies
When you asked me to stay,
Have no reasons for a depressing day,
When I see you,
I realize it will be okay,
Thinking this was all just another phase,
But little did we know the worst was coming our way....

Someone knew
About our little affair,
Told the whole school,
I just couldn't bare,
You stayed home
While I went there,
Holding up their camera phones,
Wait hold up!
**** your ignorant childish laughter,
So what !? I kissed a girl,
Shes my everything
And I promise I would give her the world,
And further more,
I walk with a demon by my side baby,
Swear you can't deny baby,
Popular girls are cheap *****
And *****,
Memories are a little slurry,
Feeling like Jeanette McCurdy,
If I don't get out of here,
Gonna act like a different person,
I was never a quiet person,
I just never took no mercy,
I was born with several burdens,
Strong,so that you'll never hurt me,

took me by surprise,
I didn't realize,
I could have went to you,
why did you do it,
why did you do this to me,
they found you hung on a ceiling fan,
I didn't know it affected that bad,
I miss your smile,
everything about you,
love.
Lesbian love is real ..
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You can spout scientific facts all day about why cigarettes are more addictive to those with depression, but the true reason is because the thought of speeding up the decomposition of the mind and body gives thrills; depression makes one race to death.
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