The shelf where you kept your journals
is filling up with dust.
You thought their flames would burn eternal
only to find out that words do rust.

I know you peek from the corner of your eye
to see if my vision strays
to the empty space where your dreams died
abandoned
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You are painting pictures in the dark
Firmly your brush in hand.
Blindly bristles you stick in the paint
and flick it all around.

Mind moving at a frantic pace.
The wet color flows.
because you labor in the dark,
to where you can not know.

As you throw…

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Their footprints lasted for years 
Though they didn't know that at the time.
They trotted freely on their paths. 
Unaware of leaving fears.

Tearing, ripping, endless battles
About all things that do not matter. 
Tangled in the nets of words
their sabers they do…

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The bulb akimbo twisted tightly in  
so as you walked across the floor it flickered.  
Not so much you blamed the light   
but with your eyes you did bicker.  

The bulb was skewed in its socket slight  
so at times its paltry glow puls/…

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I see her building fires
in the middle of the day
frantic to make things burn brighter

I know she does this not for warmth
for she has her ever present cloak
nor for light, she lover of the storm

Last fire flames down to spit
I follow her trails of ash
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Please forgive me, slightly crude
if I discuss this special spew
This emotional vomit
that you've left upon my shoe

Things were going just fine
we were chatting sipping wine
then a look came in your eyes
you decided it was time to grind

Now we're sitting in this goo
and here comes our plates…

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To talk to myself at seventeen
would indeed be a very cruel thing
Why snatch those blinders from his eyes
with faulty sage and pompus advice?

Feckless youth is the only time
when we're able to weave effortless rhymes
Bold, and brash, cocky and sure
makes up for hesitants more mature

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She committed to give the new machine a home
it so seduced with promises and bright chrome
She thought it would allow her to do
all those things she couldn't accomplish alone

Unwrapping the package, the manual she rejected
Plugged it in, used one before she reflected
upon inspection she found the/…

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Demons and devils is what you say I fight
as if I struggle to get to the light
You silly girl fighting them is not my plan
I'm trying to lure them

To play with violence, vice, and chemistry
all those they offer to me
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I promised you that one day we'd be happy
I just didn't tell you when
It's not today
It's not tomorrow
It's not looking too good for the day after that
nor the day beyond
flip the dated pages and you'll see happy is not notated
I fear we're going to need a perpetual calendar
 
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I dream of the days of old train wrecks
and we never deign to join the dreck
when the others were the ones wrong
and we really were superior

In here now there's just so much noise
we play with it like it's a broken toy
words and glances, whispers, songs
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She could have been a closet gambler
do not ask me why I think this way
do not

Thrills and cheap surprises
As she pulled the tabs
Children neglected, bills uncollected
 
She breaks to wander outside
to stand in…

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Looking at you, I stand at the station
Your fists are clenched in happy expectations
I smile because I know from the start
That we are going to break each others hearts

Oh foolish child, is all I think
Can't you see we're all but on the brink
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