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Ashes


Ashes fall like tears of weeping angels to the ground.
Lives were lost and will never be found.  

It was when war approached in her heart without a sound. 
If she couldn't burn the grief, she would release hell upon this town. 
She wore her aching pain like a goddess in a flaming gown. 
A queen dressed for battle, she left only her bloodstained crown. 
Then her hellish fire was raised burning everything - everyone around. 

"Ashes, ashes!"
Were her last words,
"We all fall down."

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Time and Love's Farewell

She watches but doesn't see the crashing waves,
Awe and Wonder in her eyes as her mind replays.

Time's nightmare, Love's dream;
If only time and love could happily meet.

A beautiful sight, the sun setting over the ocean, a painted perfect image reflected on water.
She gives it one last look then turns away, feeling a desperate and sudden need to wander.

Time's memories, Love's ache;
Yet time and love were always too late.

He walks along the shore, his eyes distant, teary and bright.
His gaze rests on the the birds high above the water, wishing he could join them in their flight.

Time's cure, Love's phases;
If only time and love could find a way out of their hazes.

He goes on as dawn turns to dusk, the moon shines on the ocean, as if looking into a mirror. 
He feels his heart race, knowing his final days of youth are nearer. 

Time's prison, Love's hell;
Though time and love were once partners, the end came and they said farewell.

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Tic-Toc

Tic-Toc

So many day you have been gone.
Letting go of the memories we've made, we could make. 
So many hour I have awaited your return.
Fighting against the demons of hell, for our love.
Very little time to save our love. 
Too many seconds, with time and clocks and never with you. 
Clocks that are broken, like I.
Time that lasts forever, unlike youth. 
The angles who sing to me from the greens and blues of a painted perfect heaven. 
So many things can go wrong without you. 
These clocks in my head stop time on us in love. 
They hardly move and hardly move, until they never move. . . ever again.

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Ametures

When I see roses, I see flowers. Never knowing words have evil powers. 
Yet we think nothing of it, just being human. Well now I dream of holding the heart of a new man. 
The passing adreneline rushes have made me numb. I can't even feel myself processing your venemous words and biting my tounge. 
We never knew this love could be so complicated. Cupid needs to be stopped, so sufficate it. 
Just as you, no matter what I can't let go. So I give you my best side, just to let you know. 
It hurts me every time you scream, "Enough!" Because this is what we are, two amatures crazy in love.

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Fallen Leaf

Winter forgets the blade of grass it froze in time.
Feeling the cold and unable to move, though it still tries with all its might.
Even as time passes it still cannot forget that cold fatal night. 
It's strength gives and never again does it grow in height.

Spring leaves a rose behind to simply fade away and die.
The days go by as it wonders what it would do if it could rewind.
Yet it's so lost and forgotten it slowly starts to unravel in time.
Each petal that falls is a lost memory of you in its mind.

Summer puts on a bright smile and holds it in place.
That is, until the words are spoken and ready to face.
Confused, your tired eyes are lost in a daze.
Before you know it, the sun dies as if brightness was only a phase.

Autumn, with its cruel hands, takes another soul to call its own.
Then you see the seasons that have passed, their pain still forever unknown.
Your life fades as the last leaf falls, landing onto a floor of stone

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Farewell

How many beautiful nights we spent were tired lies?
How many times will we say our long sad goodbyes?
Very few seconds could I bare to look in your forgetful eyes.
So many hours were stolen from me and given to the numbing highs.
Too many days I thought I could see you flying in the skys.

Why do the stars speak so loud and shine so bright? 
Why is the moon so far and out of sight? 
Darkness is irrelavent, except for during the night.
I tried and I thought I could see you in the dark, I tried with all my might
Only the high has taken your shine, so I must take flight
But when you are ready to feel again, I'll save you from that hell.
To my lover who found my laugh, farewell.....

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The Fallen Leaf

Winter forgets the blade of grass it froze in time.
Feeling the cold and unable to move, though it still tries with all its might.
Even as time passes it still cannot forget that cold fatal night. 
It's strength gives and never again does it grow in height.

Spring leaves a rose behind to simply fade away and die.
The days go by as it wonders what it would do if it could rewind.
Yet it's so lost and forgotten it slowly starts to unravel in time.
Each petal that falls is a lost memory of you in its mind.

Summer puts on a bright smile and holds it in place.
That is, until the words are spoken and ready to face.
Confused, your tired eyes are lost in a daze.
Before you know it, the sun dies as if brightness was only a faze.

Autumn, with its cruel hands, takes another soul to call its own.
Then you see the months that passed, they're pain still forever unknown.
Your life fades as a dead leaf takes it's last fall, landing onto a floor of stone.

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Rest In Peace

Hold onto what has gone. 
For what has gone is still in your grip. 
The storm has cleared yet you still can't see. 
If only you could see, the storm has only gone temporarily. 
Dressed in black, standing by an old oak. 
Staning in the rain watching as the graves soak. 
What you see is not real, nor is it a dream.
Eyes lighten with a fatal gleam

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Her Last Words

Ashes, still burning though weakened, fall to the ground spreading a small flame.
Despite the fear, she knows how to bare the aching pain.
So there she is, where you left her, someday she’ll be something you cannot tame.

Smells fill the air, something like ash and a bit like fear.
Though you never see her as she nears.
The scars you left her are like hills, deep enough to hold her tears.

Smoke rises from the corner of a photograph, 
A picture that showed how easy it was to put on a smile and laugh. 
But soon, that corner will be gone and you’ll hear the crying of the other half. 

A day will come and your cold tower will finally be ablaze. 
While you cry, reminiscing all that you lost, she’ll smile and happily gaze. 
Smoke will cloud your vision, but you’ll finally see her and you’ll grow weak as if strength was only a faze.
“Ashes,” is her last words, and you’re frozen still as the fire is raised.

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Home Sweet Home

Missing my sweet home. 
Feeling all alone. 
Stolen from this world. 
Wishing I was still an alive young girl. 
Crying for my life.
Craving to be alive. 
Hearing the angles sing a wonderful song. 
Wanting to sing along. 
Thanking you for solving my case. 
Because now I see God's lovely face. 
Watching over you, through gods most saving eye.
And knowing that pain is now a lie. 
Someday we'll meet again. 
You may not see it, but I still have a hand to lend. 
So put on a smile and change the mood. 
I'm saying what I forgot to say. . . I love you.