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The Darkside and My Devil

Rusted spiers
Splinted by liers,
Triers in sin
And all that is wrong
Mounted in untruth
Where they've been for so long

Dented hopes
Noosed with ropes,
They team with darkness
Writhes with ire
A most jaded wretchness

Our ghouls within
Away won't spin
Din of fear
Clear not the future
But danger to come
Fighting fast is the creature.

Copyright © Jen Reagh | Year Posted 2012



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Where From Here: Part 1

He and she started in a dream, and 
both didn't want to wake up.
So in love, they hardly had to say it - 
they never wanted it to stop.
They looked into each others eyes 
often, and played and entertained.   
                                    Both ached with 
happiness, like the moon twirling off 
the rooftop.                          
         An idealic world they made,  a 
twosome that no one could top.         
                 
                       Both begged, "please 
don't ever stop."                                   

She was spunky and had 
personality, who's desire was to 
please.
Talents many, but put in 
background, cuz she put him on top.
She didn't know what way was best, 
so she languished in his eyes.
          Intertwined with her lover, as 
he, thought of each other nonstop.
          Infatuation won, they kept 
delighting, they did not ever stop.
                       So she sang "please 
sweetheart, don't stop"

He is brilliant, but lost, lost and she 
hope he finds his way.                           
  
Mind swimming what he should do, 
will do, he's in his head nonstop.
She loves him, all mixed up and 
hidden,  lucky to been called his.
          But  he strums his guitar, til he 
figures and has the drop.
          He wanted to do something, 
trying to avoid labeled a sop.
                       But he's sure, "it's time 
to stop."

He is weary from his troubles, and 
he's stumbling to keep up.
Voices of his past haunting him, and 
wondering will they ever stop.
He needed time alone, to start, to 
find purpose in his life.
           But still waiting at the screen, 
hopeful, at his own desktop.
         " Proud",  what he longed to 
hear, as he stared at own backdrop.
                        Sadly dwelling, "he has 
to stop."

Con't....

Copyright © Jen Reagh | Year Posted 2012

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Drinkin Buddies

Pour a shot for me, pour a shot for you.
Swallow down, so quick is the liqueur.
You recoil in pleasure, it tastes good.
Set it up again, time to put up another two.

You think about forgetting the pain,
But your just making it all worse.
Slowly, slowly the picture gets dizzier,
Good judgement goes down the drain.

You love the crown, and he does his job,
Making you feel heavy then ultra light.
Words mind as well be backwards,
And all your thoughts, so many, he did rob.

You look at each other, sloppily thinking,
And you remember what you did forget.
Unsure if the other is feeling the same way.
Look away, wondering, both keep drinking.

F- it! You slow melt into the way it was.
Sooo goooood, but oh soooo baaaaadddd!
The restraint clock is over, time to give in,
You're already too far, no stop, no pause.

Tricky is the soundtrack, intense is the play.
Between are you two, crazy is this game.
Long, amazing, wishing it could last forever,
But you doubt it, you wake sober the next day. 

Was so much fun, and it was much shattering.
Again, you are so weak, you shake your head.
Your foolishness, your eyes drawn asunder.
But so much more then one night of smattering. 

You part, intense attraction you have to ignore,
But so comfortable and also so careless.
You try not look over you shoulder at the other.
Never again... Hell, till they put up two more.

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Half-Here

Half-Here
Look at me, my laughter and smile
     my curled hair, my dressed up style
facade that you rarely see through,
     only the close and very few

 try hard to fill the cracks with light,
         But beneath it is gloomy night 
 My love, my everything, my bliss
         My heart - Stole my happiness

Our troubles, I thought not much
        In the end, you cooled to my touch
Remember the good times, you said
        Mind blinking, I was aching  to mend

I was ready to go forward, but not you
        Holding back, not ready, I knew
I wanted to give you me and more.                                 
         But your distance brought, only tore

 Why did you keep me so long?
      I was so deep in your song.
Didn't want this - wasn't me - why?!
      It was you, that made my heart cry.

If ever you want your first whats real
       And we both know how we feel
Even when you run, run far away.                         
          I'll be  the one - i'll stay

 Til then, I was wrong, I thought forever 
       No more happy times, no laughter
Behind the mask, I'll hide the broken
      And real love, again, will never be spoken

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Orange

You laid low,
         and I watched,
You smoked a cigarette,
         and we talked
You asked me if i wanted to go with you,
          And i said 'yes' 
We new it was all through
          As we fell            

Down, down deeper 
          we lost ourselves 
No one else 
          could even touch
Wrapped up, intertwined
           We were hidden
Through our eyes, confessions 
             That was given

We talked often, no worries
           No end in sight
held hands, made love
            So into you
Until something went wrong,
           Silence came,
Air goes out; he goes in           
           Ceiling fell down

I remember you'd drive
         Drive anywhere for me
We'd go happy together
         Linked arms, held hands
But now it's different. 
        Out of our dream.
Forget about what was,
         And what is...

Copyright © Jen Reagh | Year Posted 2012



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Where From Here: Part 2

***(CON'T FROM PART 1)***


She is weary from her troubles, And she stumbles to keep up.
The past always haunting her, and wondering will it ever stop.
Everyday she's shuffling to keep her active and distracted.
            Staring at the curtains, her outside, her own backdrop.                                    
            Instruments are a constant in her brain, playing like a top.
                        She thinks, "will it ever stop?"                 

Both as one, these two, not confused, but not found yet.
Betwixt in their own, but conjoined their feelings they can not swap.
She loves, he cares, separately they have to find their way, together.
             So apart they try, being happy, but both can't find their lot.
             He trying to be steady, her trying not to let a tear drop.
                          And they think, "is it time to stop?"
                
While trying to figure out his perplexed life's puzzle pieces,
Remember, she was once the one he wanted, with teary eyes drop.
The two will find the right road, but together remains to be seen.
             Wrecked heart, humming from pain, still think of him nonstop.
             He walks away, she whispers, "remember", with teary eyes drop.
                          I just say sweetly, sadly, "stop".

Copyright © Jen Reagh | Year Posted 2012


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