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All the love, the heavens have stored
For me.
All the love-
The four hours on a lazy day-
Are reserved as my lot.
It then becomes a pillar of salt,
And the heavens store
All my tears instead.
For me.
All the love-
The four hours on a lazy day-
Are reserved as my lot.
It then becomes a pillar of salt,
And the heavens store
All my tears instead.
Literature
Apathetic Angel, What You Deserved
Child of dreams, wonderful soul, oh, how I let you down.
Angel of all the things I'd forgotten, oh, how I let you down.
You were the one who taught me to love; the one who taught me to dream. You were the one who made good things seem like reality.
Son of the Truth, son of the Lord, oh, how I swallowed the words.
Dear of my heart, the one who resides there, oh, how I swallowed the words.
You deserve more than me, darling I know that; trust me, I finally see. You deserve breathtaking beauty and honor, not what I stole for me.
Teacher of patience, teacher of wisdom, oh, how I tossed you aside.
Gentle, your words were always the right ones,
Literature
This Is The Time of Your Life(You Just Can't Tell)
This Is The Time of Your Life (You Just Can't Tell)
I'm that piece of poetry written by
Artist Unknown
Scrawled on a napkin
left behind in the coffee shops of your youth
You cannot tread these waters;
you cannot slow this current.
Nowhere to go and nothing to prove
and
my guilt is my only crime.
I'm the rough stitches
on a cardigan that snags every point.
Pin pricks into your flesh
You try to fix me,
But this is a throw-away culture we live in.
Literature
A Thousand Loves
Can you keep up with me?
A life full of love stories
Kissing strangers in the rain,
riding on the backs of scooters with boys,
and getting sucked in to a hypnotic spell,
discovering the woman inside me.
A lost little girl has been found.
You can see her in my eyes
as I make love to a hobo on the side of a hill,
chasing dirty little secrets and letting
the forbidden touch me intimately.
Someone slap some sense into me
as I, overcome with giggle fits-
Is it really possible to live a life with a thousand loves?
Maybe – I've stopped counting.
All that matters is that I love this moment-
right now- and love the person I am loo
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