In bowels of deceit you were born
Silence prevails
As dynamics fluctuate
Blood runs through
Veins yet…. no heart
A strange life
Life not meant for here
Life force with out life
Without love
Abandoned me, it’s ‘s what you do~
My voice will haunt you because I loved you~
Out the window stare
Trees leaves glistening
Sunlight dances upon them
Love has forsaken me
But Angels prevail
Breathing and whispering
Weeping for my numb
Unresponsiveness
Trying to ignite my flame of life
To save me all the strife
To late
The flames falls….. falling over
The precipice….in my heart has a steep drop
Flames burn out as they fall downward into the body, the shell of who I was
I am no longer
My life half there
Half gone
Timing, Destiny
Can kiss my ass
I’ll chose when or if
I decide to leave or stay
Best get on knees
Best pray
Memories don’t dissipate
Scathing scars
Blood runs
Slowly seeping
Out
What have you done
You fool
Foolish games
Stop
Because! …love no more
John Keats” there is no happy love
More happy happy love”
Please…
Nazareth” Love hurts
Love scars
Love wounds and marks
Any heart not tough or strong enough
To take a lot of pain, take a lot of pain
Love is like a cloud, it holds a lot of rain
Love hurts”
You had the the truth in the lyrics
Music can express
Art can express
But you’ll never again have Enough to impress
What does it take?
What it takes you don’t have,or was it Me, I didn’t …..all so complicated you see~
The accountability collector called, said its time to pay your bill it’s long past due~
Wonderful wonderful thoughts and reflections
triple double like if that’s’ you in the photo
Perhaps love (in the sphere of romance) is overrated? The other types of love I share , with family, friends, animals, art(ists) – seem to be more accountable.
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