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Fake

I've tried so hard with fake memories
I fade to which I use to know
every things so empty, fake to these eyes
I see nothing but your face, stuck with a smile.
I am this reality with tattered thoughts
I scar myself in which I cry to
everyone's to shattered, fake in disbelieve
I know nothing but your touch, with a strong feeling
everybody wants to say to me, fake, so smile
everyone hears how i feel today
with tattered thoughts a strong feeling fake in disbelieve.

I don't know who I'm seeing, face to face
dressed in black always faking my way through
memories burnt, trust I no longer feel
watch me fade, to who you know is fake...

Distrust - Laughing with a frown - Ogled to nothing
Irate - with these fake tears - knowing nothing
death - a part of living - life - to scarred to close my eyes

a second chance with everything's that fake

Disbelieve - crying with a smile - Trust re-grown
Confused - with these empty words - Knowing greed
Life - a part of living - death - to scarred to close my eyes.

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Mud Palms

The clouds sink
like the waves on the shore
the grass molds
into the dirt under our feet
the heavens float
like the clouds that hold us.

In her eyes
I see heaven create another star
that we will wish upon
like a sinking ship
bound for the mud
not another lover aboard.

This hell we have banded
only in our minds can we solve the puzzle
not in our palms
or through our eyes
that sink in love
but like the clouds

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Fields of Grass

This place is my woren glove
torn to my fit
stained to my liking
fire, bleeding into my palms
numbers that crawl through my mind
as I see to hold...

Fields of grass that grow to weeds
fields of dreams that turn to dust
fields of nightmares that come true
fields of flowers that turn to graves
fields of grass that grow for fire...

This palace I have formed in this place
now lays to sleep
from pill to pill
we can see the past from the future
now we save ourselfs
from the flowing rivers

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Whispering Grounds

I watch the time pass me by
like water from the heavens
to the shallow ground...
we fall behind
and can't pick ourselves up,
so I lay down for a final kiss goodnight
to only see the past as a dream
not as a realities nightmare.

This whisper has me crying
to the grounds we sleep in
caressing our last dream
to see a future
that I hold not in my palms
but in my sight
to the overseen
last kiss.

I never wanted to let go of this place
but for now,
we will meet again
I don't know when
but it will be soon
...to hold each others hands
to lay in the grass
laughing...

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Mirror of Tears

...And there I was
standing in line
waiting for a chance to break free
from these nasty little demons within
screaming, but who can hear me,
not I...
Holding my hand
through these dry deserts
with the weight of this hate
burning my voice.
I use to know, everything about myself
now I just now how everything soon fades away
like a kiss in the wind,
or an oceans wave on the beach,
she was once there, now just a faint memory
that I wish to drown, with all of my tears.

Who is this man starring back at me in the mirror
what is this feeling within my chest,
why have I wish everything away
...now I realize the meaning of us
or...at least I wish I do.
Paper that crumbles
only to my liking
ink that stains only to my satisfaction
fist that swing in fury
clenched by the upper hand
it swings
for it's lovely destruction
carrying this hell upon my shoulders
I close my eyes
to dream of the perfect dream
only with you of course
so again I close my eyes
and smile once again.

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A Poem About Nothing

Sleeping, as the cold dead night creeps upon you
stealing your every blanket, laughing as you shiver even more,
watching the second hand on the clock wind down to stop
I begin to wake and ask myself how I got here,
why this place always seems so dark, filled with hatred
I don't understand, but of course the things I love
the things we all love will never be fully understood.
Like the color in the sky after a afternoon shower
or the way the moon reflects off of the ocean
how about why is grass green, or the color green is grass.
Why does a kiss feel so good, and why do I get scared of her?
can these pictures ever make it into my head
or will I come to realize I have nothing left to talk about.
Like an outlit spitting out sparks, because you pissed it off
not because you stuck another fork in there...
I remember planting a tree, four days later, a storm killed it
like watching water dry up into nothing, to fall again
like tripping and hurting yourself, but you still stand back up
how do these days keep me going...I guess it could be her
the way she makes me feel, when I fall I stand back up to see her
when I cry, she's right there to dry my tears up
when this place blurs to darkness, her eyes light my way.
But someday, I will not be here, off in another time
where I can forgive myself for the ways I've sometimes been
will god look at me diffrently, I pray he does not turn his back on me
'cause then what would I have left...
A sunset setting in the north, like watching heaven fade away
or the moon suddenly vanishing, to no ones knowlege
the time of wonder is slowly disappearing
so with memories in a center fold, and hunger in the bedroom
I pray I can always dream about her.

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Middle of the Night

She stands there,
hands in the air
swinging hip to hip,
smiling,
I stand here...watching...
falling more in love with her
waiting for her to walk over to me.
But as I waste time
away from her
alone
she looks right at me
and heals everything inside me,
the pain drowns
the demons die
the fire roars
the tears dry up
like the midnight breeze
calling my name
or the oceans waves
singing in the middle of the night
craving her touch
her kiss
her everlasting scent
I can only dream, when she is away
but no here she is
standing right in front of me
arms tightly holding me
as she moves in
to steal me some more.