Ink babble, and a lot of it…
Can you put it together
add light to the stars
can you see it in pieces
bringing shine to a pearl
a poem a song a prayer
from a girl
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look, i just sit alone
with a pen and drinking wine
you made me happy
like everything new
sunshine and rainbows
and god damn summer dew
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do you keep the bottle
and all my bleeding notes
do you feel happy
the smell of cigarettes in the rain and old smoke
i still wear your sweater
in a silver fall rain
we wait for darkness
for the end of a day
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it's spartan in here
i guess you can't see
a pastel plaster corner
where i kept no TV
propped up on coke and war memories
you threw Johnny Walker at the door
listening to music
who plays this peace creep stuff anyway
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love's a cold weather game
giving out little bits of heart
little broken crumbs
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Stars were sliding slowly on a blackened sky while small and far below i waited for a sound or spark or hint of light.
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