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Tormented Soul-Tormented Soul-
How can I live on seeing you with another?
As I see you holding hands with another man
It feels like my soul would cripple in despair
I cannot think that my tormented soul could ever heal
Because you have left a gaping hole in my chest
Forever and it shall be open... Bleeding eternally
The Dream-The Dream-
A vision I see of us on the sea side
On a Venetian port we settled and prosper
We had two children named Marco and Antonia
We saw the sunset everyday and the moon light
I never wanted to end it
A dream so luscious and delightful
I wish nothing more than to spend it with you.
Another day went by
And my thoughts shrouded by your face
I couldn't stop thinking of you
Life had been cruel to me
I just wish that this pain would cease
For I grew tired of it
Oh the joyous pain felt misery
How I wish it wasn't pain and it would just
be the love that we used to have...
Notice Me~Notice me~
I was sitting at the corner
of the classroom and suddenly
I saw you talking with your friends
Curious enough I tried to approach you
But you wouldn't seem to notice me
I hope you do and try to notice me
I've been up all night.
Thinkin of my game plan
Trying to get you to notice me
I couldn't eat
Couldn't even barely breathe
Everytime I wave to say hi
Still you wouldn't notice me
There I was, talking with your friends
you were somehow shy and you wouldn't
Even try to say "Hello! Who are you?"
Then I wish to say something but my head
Stopped thinking for a minute.
Trying to get my act straight
Then I shuddered and stopped the conversation
and left quickly for I was too shy.
Then one day when I was alone
Talking to myself and continuing with my game plan
Then you suddenly approached me
Sat beside me and said "Hi there, I can't stop to think that
You kinda like me..." I was surprised and she said that "I too
also kinda like you.. I kept looking at you
Love hurtsWe shared the laugh's
We shared the pain
We shared everything
And yet what is to attain?
Nothing but grief and heartache
For this pain is to bareable to take
Shear torment befalls in my chest
As each passing day it manifests
Though I thought the lord
had given me an angel
But he had given me
One of Lucifer's disciples
As each day pass by
All of my memories went by
Flash backs came in to and fro
How could I have sunken so low?
Moving on as it seems
Is too hard to bare
for I was...
Her dearly beloved bear.
I would remember the light of the moon
Never have I sought to see it so beautiful
Vivid light that enriches the earth with it's light
Whether you maybe whole or crescent, your still great
How I wish to see the wonders of the moon's light
And how it cover's the earth's cold light.
A day without you-A DAY WITHOUT YOU-
I couldn't imagine a day not hanging out with you
A day which would make my day dark and gray
I've seen the light whenever your around
I would see heaven's delight each and passing day as I see you
But now your gone, My hopes seem to falter.
Absorbed the pain... I did.
Forever I will love you. Even after you broke my heart
Moving on it seems to difficult.
A Break up which can lead to nowhere but misery and woe.
Everyday would be dark for me. Not even the light of the sun
Would brighten my day for what I see now is...
IowaIf you visit Iowa,
you'll call her fields empty,
but she wasn't born that way.
A part of her was carved out
when she was ripped between Virginia
and the purple mountains of New Mexico.
Her gold hair, she tore it out when she realized
it didn't make her a princess.
She laid her locks strung along every road
leading somewhere else.
White hairs on her cheeks
are scars from winter.
Her hair darkens with the dampness
of summer rains.
The storms are never silent,
but neither is life when there's a tear
in your childhood where
a parent ought to be.
I've been flooded by Iowa's sorrow.
The only way I can distract her from her own voided landscape
is if I hate myself harder than she cries.
She just wants to fly
and I want to bus or train,
not because I fear death, but because
I want to take living slow.
It's the only way I ever feel.
From the air it's hard to watch Earth's hips move.
But Earth can't compare to the country.
That's my girl.
Full grown even when harvesting season's j
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