Nicola Bowes

I lie here
As the thin white
Billows out wanting to
Show me more
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Blue fades away
Into the midnight air
Hands, feet, shoulders everywhere
Spread across the bed sheets
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Chills run down my spine; the fm's on again.
Same story different country
"My little boy died in battle"
A battle for what? Good? Glory? Gluttony?
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Indigo stains my cheeks
It's a new experience with you
I thought I knew you better
But now on this lonely night
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I cannot write
I cannot talk
She cannot see
She cannot hear
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To hell with the girls of new who regurgitate my ideas that I've sold
It irritates me to think that they think I wouldn't know
and guess that they starved my mind of its soul
Yet again to hell with these dogs that bleed
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She walks into the room
She signs a cross at the doorway
Her silk gown caresses her naked skin
The beads around her neck
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When it's your time to fly
Will you claim your keep at her side?
Or set her down?
There's point of crying
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Gorgeous gothic prince where are you?
Are my calls forever to fall on dead ears?
Is there no way I'll have love?
Can I not catch it with a net?
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Tell me now…
Is it fun to play with guns
to lead people on?
To bring immediate death
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The sound of a scream from a broken body is silent
Unless told to fly on the wings of uncertainty
Because then even your deepest worries are made known to the world
Leaving you exposed and without the hope if ever being able to find yourself again
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My fingertips along your bare skin
Is just a memory, how did it begin?
My throat is reeling as I cry on my bed
You've taken everything and I really am dead
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You look at me with lost eyes
as though I know the answers
All the answers to all the questions
you have ever asked
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There she stands alone
In the corner of the room
Now alone in the world
Yet accompanied in the womb
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So, my friends, this is my plight
Of finding my very first Mr. Right
Oh we were so very tight
He called it love at first sight
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Sometimes I do wish that I could put an amount on how much you love me because I think I would be better off with the knowledge and facts.
But then other times I think about how a measure would defeat the point of love and mar the infinite bounds of it by making it finite.
You cause me so much pain because you cause me so much happiness.
You broaden my spectrum of emotions and make me feel more on both ends of the scale- good and bad.
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Love
One word that encapsulates so much
Condenses and constricts into four lonely letters
a greeting, a farewell
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