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Friday, October 31, 2008

My heart beats and my heart breaks
and I'm not sure of how much more
I can take
But I can sing you songs and I can tell you lies
I can smile but behind these worn eyes
There are some things I just can't find
missing pieces of yesterday's news
Shades, shades, shades -
keep them drawn. Keep the light out, less glare
less glare
Where to go, who to be, what life to choose
you lose
you lose.
I wear my crown and I sip my tea
I drink my coffee and everything I taste is subtlety bittersweet
But I can sing you songs and I can tell you lies
I can make you smile and we can dine
Sitting on mountains and castles made of sand
In a life so grand, so grand
We are, we were, what once was
can never again be yours.
Take your convictions and kiss them good-bye,
I'm a dreamer's escape, an escapist's dream
I will break before dawn comes
and I will take the fragments and make them whole
I won't win, but I will begin again.


Wednesday, March 12, 2008

I will break for you.
for you, I Fall.

 


it turns out that I need you
even though you never needed me
never saw me as anything but dead weight
a distraction to your perfect existence
a simpleton who misjudged his own character
by even daring to wish
that you could love someone so imperfect
someone so incredibly foolish.


it turns out that I am
always apologetic
for never living up to your expectations
unworthy of your trust
inadequate to be of use
in your words, verbatim -
a waste of breath.


it turns out that I am
reckless and unnecessary
insignificant for even your consideration
treated as an after thought at most



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