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Stunned by the loud dreadful sound
Which skies and oceans brought...
He bowed in grief, in fear, in mourn,
Like one that had cushions in his throat
As the body lay afloat
Swatting in reveries & the smell of oaks
"My love, my joy, one of weary heart,
With sad eyes and humble poise,
Your face I see, as I sang mi' best."
Few sorrow did he had, but one of most doleful air
One which told adoration, of a virgin bride
Spoke of beauty, rage & love
"Calm my fear, milady, as I disappear,
One, I'll feel not just see
The swelling of her heart, as I leave "
. . I grief and in tears I say farwel to you my dear . . As I go onto a light through dark mazes, in a night, roaming my soul & you I seek, unable to speak with word and say GoodBye . .
Which skies and oceans brought...
He bowed in grief, in fear, in mourn,
Like one that had cushions in his throat
As the body lay afloat
Swatting in reveries & the smell of oaks
"My love, my joy, one of weary heart,
With sad eyes and humble poise,
Your face I see, as I sang mi' best."
Few sorrow did he had, but one of most doleful air
One which told adoration, of a virgin bride
Spoke of beauty, rage & love
"Calm my fear, milady, as I disappear,
One, I'll feel not just see
The swelling of her heart, as I leave "
. . I grief and in tears I say farwel to you my dear . . As I go onto a light through dark mazes, in a night, roaming my soul & you I seek, unable to speak with word and say GoodBye . .
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Love Reaps part 12
I held my breath, unable to face this next suitor, who had caught me at the right time. I just hoped this one wasn't as psycho as the last. I heard other footsteps, clambering my way, until they fell silent.
"I believe it's still my turn with her," mocked the familiar taunting voice. The new figure made a grunting noise. "Would you be a doll and hand her back over, I'm not finished with her...yet"
"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't strangle the life out of you!" exclaimed the voice from above…my head. Though when I heard it, I felt as if I had been saved by an angel, though that isn't a very accurate name for him.
"I'm not even
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Desperate Lies
Tell me a tale of desperate lies,
fill it with sorrow and desolate cries.
Speak of the neighbor who never came home,
his wife, her martini, sit stoned and alone.
Throw in some sex, some lust and some fear.
Bottle it tightly--put it next to my ear.
I'll hear the tales of these desperate deeds,
and laugh as their misery merrily bleeds.
Give me a promise, that's written in blood,
the truth as we see it--we'll call it all love.
A tragedy played out, disguised as a life;
a fallen love's soul mate erased with a knife.
Cry not for a broken vow sealed with deceit,
the screams of the dispossessed sound their defeat.
The lost become willi
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Love Reaps part 7
I laid there all night. Eyes open watching her breath and turn in the night. I wouldn't call her a peaceful sleeper. Well at least she doesn't snore. Though another positive to staying up to monitor her sleeping, is she isn't glaring nor is she talking. No offence to her, but I don't always enjoy peoples company. Unfortunately I actually need her. I exhaled loudly.
I lifted myself gradually off the awkward position that I lied in for six hours. I really hope it was worth it. My back also seemed to be in the shape of a V. I limped over to a clear space and cracked my spine back into place. What's that smell?! I raised up my arms, and blubber
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. . I grief and in tears I say farwel to you my dear . . As I go onto a light through dark mazes, in a night, roaming my soul & you I seek, unable to speak with word and say GoodBye . .
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