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Gift Giving
You asked for the world,but all I could manage was my soul.She’s a little scratched, a little sore, but she still believes in love. She isn’t powerful,or awe inspiring.She isn’t the kind of thing that means that much, but she’s all I’ve got,and she’s sitting, patiently in my palm,waiting for you to say “Yes”. Won’t…
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The Mad King Misses The Mark
The mad King slept like a baby,in fits and starts with intermittent interludes of sobbing.The letters were coming,red ink and wax seals,sealing his fate,as the drum beat of battered desks ran out through Westminster.Betrayal was cold and congealed in his mouth,forced down by the friends he had kept close,and the enemies he had sewn to…
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A List Of Things I Lost My Mind Over At 4AM
It is 4am and I need to empty out my head because every time she hits the pillow, she pauses to read aloud another tortured thought, and, of course, that means no sleep, so I have a sly plan, to make a list, leaving it all in the lines, so I can lie down and…
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Shooting Star
A star fell as the moon made eyes at me,and I thought about you.You, so faraway,fretting and fiddling with your fringe, somewhere in my fantasies,that faceless shape I ache for when I leave my dreams and land back in reality. You. I know you’re out there,somewhere,walking the same streets,whipped up in the same winter wind…
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It All Feels Worth It
I pour you a drink as police helicopters start to circle.It’s just you, me and the music tonight,because the beats don’t mind all the things we‘ve done.They never judge,I’m nestled on your knee,singing the sublime song of our decline,because I know it’s all over,and there’s blood all over our hands,your red fingerprints are all over…