She wears all black in the desert
And all white at the beach
Her hair stays kissed by the sun
And the Earth blesses her bare feet
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She wears all black in the desert
And all white at the beach
Her hair stays kissed by the sun
And the Earth blesses her bare feet
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The Stoic, Taps into new depths
The Escapist, Reads a new book
The Body, Moves
The Sun, Rises
The Body Rises with It
The Low Sun, Sets
Finding the Spirit, Rests
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How I Hunger for some Small Taste
How the Desire only Grows
How Every Night the Same Moon Glows
Let me Drink
That I might Drink you In
For this Thirst Bares Burden
Let our Eyes Meet
That you might See me Shine
And how I Flow, Warm as Wine
Let our Lips Touch
That I might Gently Express
This Troubled Hearts Distress
Let Our Souls Entwine
That We might Find
All the Answers of Questions, Undefined
Let us Explore in Life
Always Playing Games
Beginning and Ending with our Names
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When you went away and when you came back
You left what was left of you
And no one any the wiser
Could see you freed or feel the need
And how you, feeling nothin at all
Think of freefall while waiting on the call
How the wind blows
But you don't see it
You can only see leaves rent from their trees,
Disconnected
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I'm the Addict and she's my Withdrawal
I'm Empty and she feels the Pain
She feels the Pain and I have the Scar
She Stays inside while I go Out
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... Sheets like vines entwine.
Wild flashes
Lightning behind her eyes
Storm raging
It's a rough night for the poor girl,
And in a room without any windows,
Night can last a long time..
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How calm, how cool. Like I'm in a sauna.
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Am I haunted? Or am I the ghost?
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In the room, there sits the girl. In the room there is little. Her chair (which she sits on placidly now) a table at times, and well, maybe a painting from time to time. No door, no windows. Just the girl in an all but empty room. The girl and her frustrations sit in the windowless room "day" after "day".
I look in on her from time to time, but never for long, and only at the girls insistence. When she no longer sits, when she gathers herself up like a great whirlwind, up is she!! Up!! For she isn't going to sit for this a second more. She thrashes and crashes, the chair- always the very first to flip, then the table- yes it's always the same. Some things materialize themselves for the particularly cutting needs, or maybe some dresser drawers to yank out frantically- no matter the item, always the outcome- she'd set the chair upright first... And somehow magically things reverted into their long held places. How frustrating. She'd tried to leave the chair - and everything- toppled as it lay, but even that act just left her still in the room, but with more chaos screaming.
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So Cool & Collected, I severed my last tie to you. Yours I cut long ago, mine still lingering (so cool and untouched). The last piece. Your last smile. It was almost nothing, anyway.
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The girl rages. There's tears in her eyes again. She tastes salt and desperation. No one had ever warned her. You could step into a room a part of you would never walk out from. "But you can!" Or, that's what the girl thinks. The truth is that the girl will never get out alive. And what's to say of the girl who left some of herself there behind?
Bitter and sweet she mourns; no solace in the room. No ease.
Restraint. Patience. Yearning. Agony.
Love she waits
Spite she tastes
Flame she feels
Yet cannot see
Burning Agony.
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What once was found is lost again
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That feeling in a dream
Like more real than anything
That's when you know
You're in a dream
And when you awake
You're haunted
Wondering where you've been
Why it felt so real
And why this doesn't even feel
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Like the Moon needs the Sun
Like the Air needs Oxygen
Like the Wind needs a Breeze
Like the Trees need Leaves
Like Water needs the Rain
Like the Hurt needs the Pain
Like the Stars need the Sky
Like I need You & I
Like the World needs Spin
Like the Hand needs Pen
Like the Wrong needs Right
Like the Dark needs Light
Like Sight needs the Eye
Like Tears need to Cry
Like the Desert needs Sand
Like the Earth needs Land
Like Longing needs Desire
Like Smoke needs Fire
Like the Heart needs to Beat
Like We need to Meet
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