It happened from the very beginning
I had this crazy, funny feeling
That you and I would find a treasure
Like coal to diamond it took some pressure
It takes fire and water to temper steel
And time and patience for a wound to heal
I’ve got that all and I see it in you
So together we can make something new
Through life and death, up and down
Past the false start and the worried frown
Into the unknown so curious and fantastic
Ignoring the words of the sincere and sarcastic
Listening only to the song of our hearts
Doing away with pre-determined parts
Stepping from a cave darkened by fear
Follow beside me and I’ll lead you clear
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Friday, October 16, 2009
Friday, August 21, 2009
Forgotten
How quickly we forget
The hearts that we have broken
To us is just a little bit
The warm soul we have frozen
On we move with life anew
our gaiety and mirth abundant
Forgetting love like an old lost shoe
Remembering it only as repugnant
What once to us was love enshrined
And happiness of great renown
Is nothing more but an old face lined
Like an old man's scowling frown
From our life's sweet garden
The flower that now is weed
We plucked and let harden
Against the flower's need
But the lessons we did learn from it
We dare not ever show
Lest we remember how quickly they forget
The love that we did know
The hearts that we have broken
To us is just a little bit
The warm soul we have frozen
On we move with life anew
our gaiety and mirth abundant
Forgetting love like an old lost shoe
Remembering it only as repugnant
What once to us was love enshrined
And happiness of great renown
Is nothing more but an old face lined
Like an old man's scowling frown
From our life's sweet garden
The flower that now is weed
We plucked and let harden
Against the flower's need
But the lessons we did learn from it
We dare not ever show
Lest we remember how quickly they forget
The love that we did know
Friday, April 24, 2009
FF55 #3
A slave can be owned by anything
It can be owned by time
It can be owned by love
It can be owned by itself
It can be owned by another
It can be owned by hate
It can be owned by space
It can be you
It can be me
Salves are we all
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It can be owned by time
It can be owned by love
It can be owned by itself
It can be owned by another
It can be owned by hate
It can be owned by space
It can be you
It can be me
Salves are we all
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Friday, April 17, 2009
FF55 #2
Love at first site is not a myth
I have experienced it
I have seen it working first hand
And I know that it doesn’t mean a thing
You can know that life will be perfect with them
And they can know it too
Yet still they walk away
And you are left waiting for…
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I have experienced it
I have seen it working first hand
And I know that it doesn’t mean a thing
You can know that life will be perfect with them
And they can know it too
Yet still they walk away
And you are left waiting for…
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Monday, March 30, 2009
The Gift
The greatest gift I can give you is pity
Knocking around thinking your true in sin city
Confident that you can offer something new
All I can feel is pity for you
You live in this cloud that makes you think
That somehow, someway your shit don't stink
The image of you, a special and different being
Is what you think the world is seeing
But we all see through your careful facade
That your "gentle" is actually sullen and roughshod
And though I fell victim to your old game
Its not you, but me that I blame
Now thats done and my hands are gritty
The only gift I can give you is pity
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Knocking around thinking your true in sin city
Confident that you can offer something new
All I can feel is pity for you
You live in this cloud that makes you think
That somehow, someway your shit don't stink
The image of you, a special and different being
Is what you think the world is seeing
But we all see through your careful facade
That your "gentle" is actually sullen and roughshod
And though I fell victim to your old game
Its not you, but me that I blame
Now thats done and my hands are gritty
The only gift I can give you is pity
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