Collection of nothing, precious to no one. Any fool can see. One kiss was too much. More than enough to realize. I give my word. It’s never free…..
Tag: Heartache
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With a hint of truth, a touch of fiction. Seriously, living dangerously. Cancer growing, raining endlessly. Sounds of anguish, howling madness. Raging inside, echoing pain..
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You’ve changed she said. Of course I have, I replied. You did that. I am not the same as yesterday. I can’t hear you anymore. I can barely see you. Your presence is hardly felt…..
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Hi. I am fine. We are moving……Blinking, I read again. That’s cold, I couldn’t believe. Such a harsh goodbye, no reasons why. No kind words, or one last smile. Just emptiness, to be reconciled. It’s okay, I don’t mind. Don’t care if you leave….. I just can’t stand the way that you go…………
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She said sorry for the fireworks, they will never be contained. Explosive angry outbursts, burning, fired up rage. Damm she’s crazy, halfways insane. I tune the nonsense out, all the screams and shouts. Firing her up even more, where the hell is the door?…
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One year passed, seems like yesterday. Couldn’t be a year, went by so fast. Our hearts still ache, you are missed so very much. Your words, wisdom and loving touch. We go on, make our way. Missing you each and every day……..
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Wearing heart attack boots, walking, somewhat aloof. Considering this, disregarding that. Remembering her face, wondering where she’s at. Is she happy in her place, has she accepted her fate? Thoughts I cannot control, questions I need not know….
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Forty-five miles south of Colorado Springs. In a dimly lit pub named “The Coyotes Den”. Five nights a week, more often than not. The songstress sang ballads, played piano, stole hearts. Cowboys rode in from miles around, hooting and howling as she sang her songs. Nevertheless, only one thing on her mind, the banjo player she left behind……
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She danced on down to New Orleans. Pursuing the man of her very best dreams. Since she was young, he was the one. Though, he’s a rambling gambling crum. With rose colored glasses and a forgiving heart. It’s easy this way, playing a part…….
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Waltzing in, prancing about. Presenting herself as this, when she’s really that. Wicked ways, dangerous smile. Hollow inside, hideous and vile. Bad intentions, cruel plans. The very worst valentine I ever had………………….
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