Coping with Consciousness
Saturday, 26 March 2011
May I Have This Dance?
The smell of falling rain.
Stars, over the hearts of ours.
Worlds away from home.
But we're not alone.
Because you have me,
And I have you.
It's easy to see,
What we should do.
A Moment
People dancing,
The night, fading.
There isn't much time left.
Come, take my hand.
The clock is always ticking and we never really know how much longer we have left...
The Last Page
A lesson I should have learned a lifetime ago.
Now I die everyday, because of the same story.
But these pages are new,
Fresh cuts over old scars.
Walking through these days,
I fear there is only one way out.
The Storm
The mask comes off as the truth comes out.
Blatant lies and hidden truths,
What's the difference?
I should have known,
All the rumors are true.
I'm self destructive?
Only because you made me this way.
You've taken it all,
And I will give nothing in return.
Winter
The snow is cold,
And I am alone.
I wonder what it would be like with you beside me.
The snow is still falling.
I wonder what you're doing.
I'm nestled by the fire,
But it's still cold.
I wonder what it would be like with you beside me
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