thoughts of breaking out
as our footsteps march through the snow
breaks open the terror of each night and day
while the mist creeps around our toes
...
first time i met you could never be forgotten
first time i said that i love you
how so you only said that's cute
but i have remembered everything
...
dilemmas, problems, jigsaw puzzles
chaotic by each reckless move
popping out of the blue
with your two figments on each hand
...
enter on through
with an anguish look on his face
as the tremor of the strings strikes in the air
and brings a thought to take the name up to hold
...
these sinister days
creeping within each shadow as it lays
to hang deeply from above with the sky so gray
with a noose slowly swaying side to side
...
step by step
each second beckons
faster and faster
it grows
...
Here we are
how history always repeats each time
as old as many clichés
how much can you take in
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I'd see rumpled feathers,
crestfallen by each load upon your back.
I'd cry mercy for you,
help you out.
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Walking down a new road
where it craves to see the bewitched day
from the sea of shining blue
to the sky of soft red
...
as night falls into place
the memories picking up the pace
as my head swirls as I ponder on it
these thoughts these words
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