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 Feb 2013 Zach Gordon
Jake Spacey
lavender curls
that make my stomach hurl
'cause they smell so sweet
and heal at the feel
something i can't eat
only present for the season
while i was slipping
waking up, flat backed
on concrete, head aching
numb finger-toe tips
but my nose is warm
missing somebody and knowing they've just gotta go
 Feb 2013 Zach Gordon
Andy Cave
Crippling words you spout from your lips
breaking my spirit, sinking my ship.
Your words are so hurtful, they tear me apart
if they were a game I'd be sent back to the start.
Your words leave me empty, I'm dust in the wind
but your words read the truth, this is really the end.
 Feb 2013 Zach Gordon
L Curley
Pain
 Feb 2013 Zach Gordon
L Curley
I wish that pain dried up
Like puddles left by summer showers
Have you ever had a dog
Lookin you right in the eye
Rabid teeth and crooked smile
When your turn your back he'll bite
Have you ever seen a man
Livin such a sour life
Do you seek more solace in
In The day or in the night

I don't know the difference
I don't know the difference
Between the two (x2)

Have you ever met a man
Devils Fire blazing in his eyes
Burning bright he'll burn you right
Would you trust him with your life
Have you ever shed a tear
At a lost lover's grave stone
Does your heart beat swift for fear
Or keep a steady beat for love

Now you've got Jesus, the supposed savior
And then there's vampires.
Demons in the darkness.
I don't know the difference.
They're both just working for themselves

I don't know the difference.
I don't know the difference between the two.

Have you ever had a man lookin you right in the eye.
Rabid teeth and crooked smile.
When you turn your back he'll bite.
Have you ever seen a monster,
In the shadows of your soul.
Do you seek more solace in a sheath or in the coals?
This is a song I started writing while in Mexico. My friends and I finished it up, and are currently working on it.
 Feb 2013 Zach Gordon
August
A cupid with a golden head
A smile on his angelic face
I had to shoot him dead
Before he put me in my place

Because I've been a bad girl
I haven't loved the way I should
My paper heart began to curl
I burned it so no one else could

But in the laws of love and lust
Such things are punishable by the death
He was sent to arrow the unjust
But I was waiting, eager breath by breath

Sitting in a rose garden, quietly debating
His light foots steps began to ring
Every move I was anticipating
He reached for his bow, as I drew the string

And I killed him with his own arrow
A shot right through the head,
I've never had to love again
As soon as I shot the cupid dead
© Amara Pendergraft 2013

Happy Valentine's Day.
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