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Yours
Faithfully, you take my hand and put my hat back on I tuck myself into your sleeve and fill your pockets with sand. Is it possible to ride the waves of your breath without losing myself? Or finding myself … drunk on whisky flavoured kisses chased with a beer and a cigarette The hem of my dress unstitched to keep you warm…
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father,
would you have done things different if you knew then that this is how it would be? after all these years …I wish you had and right now I wish we could talk it’s been long 23 years, there’s so much gone I’m starting to forget how you sang those songs and if you were here now I’d ask you what you think of me … just by…
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Soul Mate
She wandered in the darkest shadows of the past Waiting for a guiding light to show her peace once more Her heart and her soul drawing on their last breaths Longing for something to bring life back to them again Who or what will find her and save this decaying mind? Is it too late? Will she simply die in life’s cold,…
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A Year, 12 Months, 365 Days, 8,760 hours 525,600 minutes…
A year passes so quickly in a human’s life You can gain, or indeed, you can lose a wife A husband a boyfriend or simply, a lover … Either way it’s a loss that we’ll never recover You can fly and leave your home for pastures new Or smile happily in the comforts you always knew Find a song in the world that makes your heart…
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The Face That Told Everything ...
Each one of the lines on your face they all tell a long story Each tone of your eye in the shades that are so tightly closed I see lovers and friends that all came and then went and left you With the scars and bruises that survive in each wrinkle and fold Pretty woman you look so tired Pretty woman so cloaked in pain…
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Long Gone...
Life was hard and I know all the reasons why you wanted to leave here Shed your skin so your being could grow in a much better place But when you left us a piece of my heart you surely took with you There’s no other to fill those big shoes left behind in your space All I find are imitations and fragments of your beauty and…
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"would it be a sin..
if I can't help falling in love with you? ...take my hand take my whole life too cuz I can't help falling in love with you" - elvis presley thank you
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Well
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looking back...sometimes i wish i knew where the brakes were
looking back… sometimes i wish i knew where the brakes were just tired very sore is all being inside aching day in day out year after year yeah im exhausted from trying to live in/around my life just living murders me i have to rest soon (hours later. still writing.) shoulders throb bones are slowed down but still dust…
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the intellect and the big bang
the intellect can be seen as a light cone. the larger end of the cone would represent earlier times while the smaller end of the cone would show later times, and increasing efficiency in probing nature which may culminate in another big bang. but if one was not completely dedicated to the intellect, what would be it's…
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scales
and i sometimes wonder what it would be like to live on a different scale, to have my size match my intents i feel something would need to change. either my world must grow, or i must shrink so that possibility can seem as possible as i dream it to be. but still improbable, so i know if i succeed the work was probably…
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dealing with the changes, filling pages
Remember how I was when I returned from the mountains? Everything changed. And then you tainted my happiness. Hard to forget. But I'm moving on moving on. Inspiration for another song. Give him a break. They all make mistakes. But she was a sweet drug I loved to take. Hard to replace. Stuck looking for another escape.…
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untitled #194282
Smells like love in here. Kinda hard to breathe. I might leave. Fill me in on the drama before you go to sleep. Hey listen to that. Beautiful silence of the night. No more fights. I know we're not perfect But let's talk about everything that's transpired. Fools for hire. Put them into a clique And watch tragedy begin. What…
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Happy B-Day Air Jordan
Today is MJ's birthday - the greatest of all-time! I grew up on two things - Pearl Jam and Michael Jordan. The shot on Ehlo, the sick game, 63pt. game in the old Boston Garden - the shot for the 6 ring - I could go on and on but just recognizing that he's the man and there is never going to be another is enough. Thanks MJ…
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Earth
EARTH Partly in the middle and the middle partly in I'm alive by her side Courted directly to a shallow center by her Embraced by an exploration for her goods Embracing goods received on the surface from her center Breathe deep Water is rushing from the atmospheric storm Her turn turns the explore onto us Earthly goods by…
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Filling days
Is it all about the running on? Days and nights and time running on without a gap or a comma, coma, death, with not even a wreck somewhere? We go on living (if we're lucky) no matter what happens. It could be the heartbreak scene of the century or the clumsy slip on a popped bubble, and it almost doesn't matter if we keep…
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dear poem (part II)
dear poem (part II) write it poem dear poem dearest poem no drugstore dear poem I have no today no today dear poem dear poem my head goes my new pen goes all most everything goes her “hello chad” dear poem goes like your pills dear poems more than one all the time
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Search & Destroy
SEARCH & DESTROY Fuck this It's bullshit Caged up and it's too much Who shows up? C 17 - H 21 - NO 4 - INE She's bringing back the days of a fiend Days showered with late night hours Into the early morning sketches witnessing guilts figure This is my integrity two steps from their trigger And even though we've begun and…
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DENIAL
to deny the undeniable, humanity attempts to bury it's emptiness with all it's might into basements, attics, and closets, wallets, toys, each other, etc. i say the emptiness that life brings to our attention is a most beautiful form of separation that no one is exempt from. it might be the one (seemingly) downside of the…
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Select
SELECT I'm wondering cause I'm tired & weak That if we meet When we meet Will you bring sunshine? Will you light my mind cause I'm wondering?
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man of many faces from different places
Is he sleeping? Is he awake? Is he high? Is he alive? Countless memories creeping through the cracks. Dreams and thoughts of the insomniac. Does he feel? Does he know what's real? So many places those cool blue eyes have seen. Doesn't know where the road ends.
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Thank You PJ
I just wanted to say thank you for such wonderful music, especially PJ radio here on this website. When I'm doing homework on my laptop, I plug into PJ radio and get a surge of endorphins. It makes doing homework more bearable. I just wanted to say thank you for PJ radio, and more importantly thank you for your music. :D
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Gemineye - A Penny for Your Thoughts
I was reminded of this poem today and think that the community here would enjoy it Check-check-check it out. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kozv2POJS0I
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looking for a lightswitch in the dark
She's taking careful steps. Walking around her equilibrium. She shares the books she's been given. Tears out the pages in all her rages. People downstairs whisper and judge. Another lost soul looking for love. She finds a way with her secret staircase. Retrace. Do things another way. Can't be a dead end all the time.
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"OFF"
the thorny flower lay crumpled on the floor drops of blood leaving a trail to the backdoor one in the chamber safety in the "off" position he took aim and delivered a volley of spoken death she never knew what hit her she called his name but he was too far gone he would hear her lies no more
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untitled ML
i felt that old familiar ache between my shoulder blades a phantom pain from bygone days when wings were most treasured of my anatomy. That old familiar ache of trudging down the road a step on pavement a step closer but the jarring resonates up my spine I miss those days when the sun was mine to bring to you any old time…
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It’s not that she didn‘t like clothes, it’s that she wore a gown of madness. She dances with her heartbeat in her hand Raising her arms with open palms She feeds the sky a miracle It makes sense to offer herself like that To feel her mortality, in everything she touches There’s no sacrifice in a gift. She drinks daylight…
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still
I reached out for comfort, which I found in abundance I searched for friendship, which I’m finding still in all sorts My heart loves your hearts You couldn’t have been more kind I’d kick the ground and “aww shucks” when praised While my heart would swim with gratitude (and just a little pride) you know who you are you know…
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Well
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Mubarak's Dream
MUBARAK'S DREAM I think i'm going to shoot myself a human Real up-close Personal and up-close Just so I can see an animal explode To find a piece of mind in it's horror A peace of mind because they have no inners Think i'm going to shoot myself a human So I can smile So I can travel So I can rule again So I can find a…