Dewy Tree and Pathscome under my tree one and all pull up a dewy leaf and rest war has made you hard and sorrow smell the flowers and remember your brother fireflies wafting in the breeze dimming with the hatred of a hundred lives until sweet darkness has no fingersDewy Tree and Paths
paths to greatness are laid with the glass of broken dreams cement made of blood sweat and tears between them hearts hung on yarn across the lawn as lanterns in the night
new lovestop concentrating on her and her new love you know she never loved younew love
know that no matter how much you give you can't force her to love you she looks so happy in the picture smiling from one pretty little ear to the other she only smiled like that when she laughed at you which is all you could do to be with her once the laughter faded so did her affection she wants romeo not pagliacci
if only I could have kissed her perfect lips held her close like only a lover can but it was never to be
storybook endings don't really happen
for you iiplease, k___ accept me as I am I don't want to change but you won't be with me unless I'm someone else what do I do?for you ii
what I always do ignore it; you stop calling stop writing but I don't stop caring you can't make me
I want you like food like water like air I need your love but I'm deprived a love monk on a hunger strike starving for the cause for love for you
postmodern bluedull pink light brought to my eyes by manic street light illuminating leaves in a cascade of dancing glittering postmodern thought trunks black and serene in compare each wet leaf nods and flicks with bedtime nourishment hard rain sounds as a deity symphony of the heart lower leaves fade into blue-green-gray into reflective wet blue then warm black light shows waves of automaton aura conversing with woods and trees and sky sky true blue Van Gogh's pallet blue painted by the serene loneliness of a million broken heartspostmodern blue
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I Did The Mash!!, The MONSTER MASH!♫
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