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March 13, 2015

The end

Are these signs of the end of time-
All these hearts broken in half?
We are all drunk on this crazy cocktail
of false status and cover-up cream
Our love fallen so far away
So flimsy it could have been a dream


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Published on March 13, 2015 17:00

Wounds

I call you by name

Give you sweet core of my heart

Dance in delusion that we

Never could part

Speak not of the devil

Don’t even think it true

All your worst fears

In vulnerability will burn through

Look at you now,

Glowing indifference

Broken bridges give way

Destroying pretence

“What’s done is done!”

You blurt, blunt and raw

Cutting right to my soul

The depth of which

You never saw.


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Published on March 13, 2015 06:10

March 11, 2015

Us against the world

The days roll out before me
And I know a storm is coming
I want you to hold me to your chest
I’m so tired of running.
The air is swirling
Clouds threatening rain
No prayers to prophets,
I’ve been calling out your name
We could weather this storm together
You know that to be true
All that’s keeping me from dying
Is this enduring hope for you
It’s us against the world, love
You’re the armour I need for this fight
That is how I will learn to be brave
The only way I’ll get out of this alive.


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Published on March 11, 2015 17:00

March 10, 2015

Proof

You lit a match and left me burning
Was it really as easy as that?
Took a lazy stroll and won’t be returning
How do I win you back?
You say earnestly that you loved me
And maybe still do
But your eyes give it away, all stony red
And I know these words are easier said,

You see my love is still here
as firm as when you left
You need look no further
than the tears that I have shed
Although I am no fortuneteller
I know what will happen now
You will swear you love me
But I hear the flatlining
And...

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Published on March 10, 2015 17:00

Ode to Nothin’

In parting, this you really must know

all the lies and hurt

every bit of trash and dirt

They won’t break me anymore

Good luck and Good riddance!

You think you’re so clever

But I see you now for what you are,

murky shallow river.


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Published on March 10, 2015 05:47