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Meet Me By The Shore
Read more: Meet Me By The ShoreA sequel to Walking Down To The Lake There she is, a former glow that once filled a room the moment she granted it with her presence, a memory of what used to be. The frigid air blowing through the trees on this winter night reminds us that the warmth we used to know left us…
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This Too Shall Pass
Read more: This Too Shall PassHe looks to me but he doesn’t see me He talks to me but he doesn’t hear me He’s in front of me but we’re a million miles apart Our hearts are beating to a different tune Everyone thinks it’ll be fine soon Just open up and tell himIt’ll be okayThis too shall pass But…
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Psychosis
Read more: PsychosisPieces of you unearthin places we’ve been, laughs we’ve shared,all that clinged us together. I crave to tell you‘I miss you’but it’s been awhilesince we last spoke. These are only words,but we’re kidding ourselvesand everyone else; I feel the truth. You once promised to use me like you knew me. I still ache for those…
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Walking Down To The Lake
Read more: Walking Down To The LakeThe clock slowly ticks half past eight, with only a few beers consumed it’s not nearly enough to forget the night but enough for us to realize something here is not quite right. I gather my things, grab the leash for the dog and jet off for a walk down to the lake, breaking tension…
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Revolving Door
Read more: Revolving DoorHe says, “you’ve been a great lover, opened up doors for me, been there when I needed you but I’m going to leave you, woman for I know you could do better than me” He picks up his suitcase, then he’s running out the door And that’s the way it is that’s the way it’ll…
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Refrain
Read more: RefrainWe loved but we were never lovers, not like the ones in old Hollywood movies who walk into each other’s lives and leave hoping we could have been more,for there was nothing more to this story that could have turned out differently. All that remains are brief moments of calling out your name now and…
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Start with ‘Hello’
Read more: Start with ‘Hello’the daily pattern, clicking here and there, looking for an update,or something needed to say, but it’s gone too soon, like the fading of the day. there was too much to say, countless conversations stuck in my head, all I’ve needed to say. talks about the books read, or music heard, how the day has…
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The Portrait of Disappointment
Read more: The Portrait of Disappointmentafter Joni Mitchell* after years of hoping things would change and giving in to “well, that’s the way it is,” look me in eyes and realize this is who we are, who we’ve become, it’s finally come true – our love’s become old news. we never lived up to the story of make-believe; when we…
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Love Meant to Last
Read more: Love Meant to LastFor a dear friend … I could never understand it, always questioned it. Never could see the bond that was between you. But it was love, the kind that was supposed to last. From the beginning outsiders were struck by the secret love notes, booty shaking teases, and contagious laughter; surely, that kind of love…
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Walking The Corridors of My Mind
Read more: Walking The Corridors of My Mindthoughts drift wondering about those who have walked the corridors of my mind, over the years and through the doors in and out of sight. I see their faces, hear their voices, as they’ve entered dreams and I wonder, where have they gone? what are they doing now? do they wonder the same? do they…