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Savannah Lee Jan 2016
So I have this confliction, deep in my mind
And the memories of us are all intertwined
The words you say, everything feels so divine
It's like an illusion, but I know the stars aren't aligned

Yet I can't help but notice, my heart is racing
I can't help but notice, how I wish I was looking into your eyes
I can't help but notice, this immense feeling you surround me with
But I also can't seem to forget.

I can't forget the promises
I can't forget the laughs
I can't forget the way you held me
I can't forget the way I got lost at the touch of your lips
I can't forget the way you made me smile like no one else
I can't forget how your voice calmed me down unlike any other
I can't forget the late nights
I can't forget the good times, but I also can't forget the bad
I can't forget the times where tears would run down my face at thought of being alone again
I can't forget the times I didn't feel I was good enough for you
I can't forget the times I thought there was someone else
I can't forget the times I worried about you when you were off getting faded
But maybe I choose to remember.

You were there, though
In a dream
In front of me
It seemed like a mirage almost every time
You grasped my hand and I felt whole
You pulled me by the waist and I was lost in your embrace
You kissed me and it felt like it was only us two
You touched my soul, and my heart soared too

And I know you aren't the best for me
But lately I don't care
because I've always been attracted to danger, as I'm sure you are aware

But if there comes a day when I burden you at most,
Please don't spare the truth, you know I hate that so
And if you should feel the need to walk away, do so gently as I am fragile and afraid.
I know I'm not that much, but I promise I'm worth it, you told me life is all about taking risks, right?
Here's a risk, and I'm taking it.

I put my heart on the line,
You only tugged at the sleeves,
Life is an ever repeating cycle and
Love is a game we all play
Hoping we can be together forever someday
But forever and always is just a joke anyways.
Keith W Fletcher Mar 2017
passing by the roadblocks
of those utterly devoid of inspiration
I grind my gears in frantic agony
through artless days and pastel nites
the last drops of forbidden nectar looms
far back on the parody of my tongue
and I asleep in the drivers seat...listening
to the horrid sound
my gear teeth clinched hard
to placate the need by the promise
of gold plated plastic ornamentation
fulfilling  the impossible climb

the austere instigator of forgotten melodies
slides closed the gateway ahead
in clear violation of the unwritten laws
that govern all worthwhile endeavor
now those gates wreak of cynical deviance
nirvana open to all who seek to reach the peak
so far beyond impossibility ...wide open
by bane of fence.. no recompense for that gate

with my tongue overhung from morose overdose
in failed attempts of finding the trace
of even the most scant memory
now lies frozen in the throes
of twisted convolutions

while my nostrils fill with acrid smoke
as gear teeth commence to melt
suspended halfway up the impossible climb
I am pushing hard the acceleration
aided by the rigor mortis of my seizure

asleep at the wheel with all wheels grinding

while those below the uninspired guardians
stare up in unimpressed confusion
where fire and smoke screams of agony
as the dream possessed begins to melt
reaching critical mass of inevitability
caught between the high mark of false sanction
and a bottom of craggy rock distortion
like a monsters teeth and open maw
awaiting with patient disregard
at the wheel the visionary sleeps
amid symbolic ritualistic boundaries
od'D on the wreckless need
for heights not guaranteed

but out on the windswept plains
of wordless twists and rigid tongue
the flaming mass shudders to that
unrelenting silent rage of aberration
then begins the tumble to the patient maw

the message flashes through
the sudden adrenaline flooded brain cells
like the flashing signs of hiway construction

last message passing by
in bright flashing neon
tomorrow will bring inspired risktakers
who now know the starting pattern
because I can say I made it beyond
all odds where none before have gone
by passing the dreaded roadblocks
at the far end of human imagination.

I od"D on the wreckless need
for heights not guaranteed .

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