BEAU GOLDEN Poems

Video is your opiate
Shadows flicker across your face
In your trance you never cry
In your trance you never pace
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There stands death
a black distillate in a waitresses leftover coffee cup
the only answer when even the echo does not reply
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You are stifled creatively soaked in coal
You sniff the wind and smell hyacinth
You watch the children play then go home and cry
You wake up again and yearn to die
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A pretty little princess danced before my eyes
Soon we shared these loving longing sighs
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A good looking guy sits on your couch
You've been married to him for ten years
He doesn't watch football or drink any beers
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If I am ever offered your heart
I will care for it thusly
three times a day I will feed it
three times a day i will caress it
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Bodies entangled in threes
All merely hoping to please
Bodies entangled
Hair dangled
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I never thought in my whole life
i would begin to hate the next day
And the next one
And the next one
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I sit in the dark with the pc screen on writing to girls i can't meet
We depart yet i'm hoping that something remains the absence of color incomplete
The absence of color when we dream
The absence of hope when we fail to seem
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There's a pretty little angel out there whom I have never met
Her heart floats above the waves it doesn't dare get wet
There's a pretty little angel whom I may never know
Cause Cari Ann feels it hurts too much to let her heartlight show
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