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You said my hat was snazzy
and wonderfully fun, one day
you came to see me and took my black hat
out to play ...

With in the distance of paradise
by the light that lines my vision
I saw you skipping down the path
you had my black hat in hand ...

Hurrying down the road
rising my voice just a touch
'stop my friend,' i yell
'what about my hat' ...

You played and felt my loving hat
calling me teling me you wish I was in it
like the dawns of moonlight
You stood my hat in hand
I really like my hat ..

Debbie Brooks 2014
CynQuavia Sep 2011
Mama I need you dont you see
you brought me in this world just for me to flee
My tears are for you attention
dont you listen
You dont hear my cries but you can see when im teling lies
Don know whats behind my smiles
Mama I need you
when my heart gets broken
or when i get hurt inside
Where are you gonna be
flee like the birds in the tree
Mama I need you when im feeling sad
just being with you ca mend my wounds
I might not say it I love you
but Mama I really need you!
Sora Apr 2014
I prefer staples over tape.
I prefer someone who's high over somebdy drunk.
I prefer fixing the roof in the rain.
I prefer mashed potatoes.
I prefer teling my secrets to a plush otter than someone who can sell me.
I prefer loving her, rather than him.
I prefer a story that's not quite readable.
I prefer Paramore.
I prefer waking up when it's still morning.
I prefer the drumming of rain that spans over 24 hours  than a year of sun.
I prefer sticking up for myself.
I prefer picking my own battles.
I prefer power outtages as it snows.
I prefer wondering about people.
I prefer yeling to the oppression.
I prefer cuddles when I know you're not perfectly okay.
I prefer ties over skirts.
I prefer Polaroids over selfies.
I prefer to tie my shoes constantly.
I prefer cnvincing mysef she's on another trip
she'll return from, rather than believing she was robbed from us.
I prefer Sora.
I prefer masculinity on myself.
I prefer RedBox movie nights.
I prefer keeping in mind even the possibility that we came out to be that high school couple who beat the odds and made it to forever.
Tori May 2013
As we walked down that familiar path
You quietly whispered as I bursted out in a laugh
One moment you're by my side
The next you're a year ahead

You reach for my hand as I stare into your eyes
There's always been a spark
Windows down singing your favorite song
Leaning over to kiss you
Your smile warms my heart
Next moment you disappear
I've been searching for months

Those play fights just to hear my laugh
Your momma loved to hear me say "hello"
A year ahead; you're so far gone
I long to hold you in my arms

Here you are laying next to me
Teling me secrets I'll keep to myself
Off to the next one, you left me dry
I've been praying for your return

Here you are.
A never ending cycle.
Joy Ceye May 2018
There's a story in this mug.

Dark lines running.

down slides
TELING JOURNEYS OF
A here
A now for
TEa STains
but I let them flow

down tides
over sides
ECHOING VISITS OF
That tear
That vow not
AnGEr fRames
so I let them grow

bleach hides
WASHING MEMORIES OF
This fear
This how to
sTaRt AfreSh witH
a new brew.

There's a future in this mug.

Brown times coming!

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