Danny Ballan

One time I said it was you I loved,
And all the threads of my life were drawn.
I never said it in a way that I bluffed,
and for once no lies carried my life on.
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The house is broken down and fire
Spread where nothing was left to burn.
What was in this scene left to admire?
And what lessons were there yet to learn?
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Before you fall, Stop!
Wait for the malignant civilized bits in me-
To wash away with your natural civility.
And mind each drop that tells
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Don’t go
Into an oblivious world,
And you leave us all alone
For the new demons to fight;
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Wearied by their backpacks on the move;
To go or not to go is a point they yet must prove;
And so life goes.
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I am not old;
It’s just the wrinkles on my face-
That tell the storyline of humanity.
And the gales left my skin dry;
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She turns yet another leaf-
Another story she revealed;
Another secret is deeply sealed,
And more deeply she dives
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If you can walk through the ranks of men
Stretch their lives to a fatal loose end,
If you can talk in the world's deepest den-
Some words that no one else can comprehend,
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I could not afford to love you,
I would have no heart;
And no heart with which to float
With my face alone facing the blue.
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There was a dream once of flare and fame
That knocked down and broke some bare rocks.
The most beauteous sun rose above all shame,
And light again chose to land in our docks.
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Come to me where the mountain meets the shore,
And I will leave my ship and abandon my sailors.
Come to me when all is ambiguous and nothing is certain;
For not the bare rocks for the waves had a date,
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I wandered once and there I smiled
When to my face, smiled death.
And the only reason I might for have cried
Was to know it was never to come.
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She told me once that she would stay.
She told me the tides were low,
And the waves had slept away.
She told me our life would be slow;
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When love comes young;
When the earth is bloom.
And the holy hymns are sung-
One, for himself, has no more room
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No more should thy arrows pierce my heart;
No more shall a new day have no start;
No more bangs on the head for fading bloom;
No more shadows in the darkness of my room.
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I've missed you.
Since the last time I do regret;
Since once you did really forget,
I've missed you.
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Why are you so sadly walking away?
Your tears wet your cheeks and frown;
Your brows wishing it were your last day.
Then all the lies came with a promise and a gown;
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I might have never told you
That the roses smell much better,
And all the lies sound so true;
With you before the day is through,
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You opened the door;
You were ready to leave.
Here! Take your stuff
Along with all the tears
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Tick tuck sounds as the last hour goes
Marking the slow passage of time.
Seek what the last hour bestows;
See if this last peak you can climb.
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