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I sit in a cold dark garage Listening intently For someone that's not here. Just an abandoned space Another foresaken day Among empty moments..

At a distance not very far, I could see her sitting at the bar. What would she think? If I bought her a drink. A mother of two, self assured,..

Looking straight into my eyes, telling me nothing except lies. Needing time for me to think, meanwhile you have another drink. Everyday is the s..

To have someone look at you whole. Exposed like an open book your very soul. Knowing my deepest fear. Moving too fast, becoming too near. Look..

What would you do? if I said I was in love with you. What would you do? if I said you were the one. What would you do? if I said you put lights a..

Love is sometimes hard, it can be like a game of cards. You never know what move to make, for some, what drug to take. Like the words to a sad son..

Writing through blood, obscure. daunted to love. searching for answers, missing substance. Writing through blood, left separately. without in..

The two of us standing there, Our bodies so close yet so far away. As we gaze at each other, Not a word is spoken. Looking into those beautiful ey..

Jagged puzzle pieces, my heart torn about. a troubled lost soul. hopeless being. drowning in my fears. Misunderstood by everyone. one September..

A secret extending down concealed beneath each deliberation. Disturbed nights awakened days hunger ignites passion craves. One circumstance..