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i need comfort or a friend just some strong stability i've wash my hands of ashes from the fire that was within me why does the sound of loneliness crash so silently? it would be easier to manage if something would speak to me but i'm now too tired to listen for cheerful melodies so wrap me up in quietude i will rest peacefully

my body isn't very good at being a body but i love her just the same she walks and breaths and feeds me no matter, come what may together we fight a battle knowing we won't win we're in for stormy weather and think we know how to swim everywhere she carries my heavy heart around i rest and give her comfort for we know someday we'll drown

please lend me your lips tuneless as an unborn song for love's euphony

where to go when there is no heart to call home? the man at the end of my kite string has so many places to be living lost in my own shadow i find it heard to see i am home to you as you are home to me

what has been, i keep what will be, sets me free and when they kiss the now is presented nothing is lost, only reformatted steady the hands that tremble so nimble and strong seeming mild and meak keep the mind light and mood slightly dreary not clouded, but shaded with every last memory matter changes form leaving thoughts to rust so share the thoughts and stories of others who share their mind with us thats all we have after conversation softly turns to dust love--share--renew there's nothing left to cling to

all heart beats are in rhythm with quakes in the trees i watch it from my window feeling lost when i breath what wind is it that gales here? what change has come about? i urge that it's a good wind a spirit breathing out my finger tips are trembling my nerves are ill at ease my heart thumps out a halo while mingling with the breeze what wind is it that blows here? what change is come about? i pray it is a good wind anointment adornment eulogy from a spirit a spirit breathing out

drip drop tick tock maybe it's time to sleep hum drum ho hum guess that's how it 'll be

vast confusion infused in the spine is it a sweet fruit dripping from the vine? time is a master in hand is the key lost in vast confusion that works so simply

crumbling nonsense that fills up my head those stupid empty notions the kinds that need fed stumbling through moments forgetting as i go wonder if it's normal wonder if it's so

my feelings fade swallowed by pain talking my words melting my brain i want to --dangle --blend just stop --but i don't really care to take the time to find some way to end this rhyme

     Wolf stopped gnawing on his third plate of Lapin Bleu d'Auvergne and pointed at Deer with his fork. "The problem," he said, "is that you've got a bum deal going on with your agent. You're paying him far too much if all he was able to get you was public affection. I mean, there's what-- thirteen million white-tailed deer in the United States alone, right?"      Deer looked down at his glass, which was half-full of some white wine. He was a little unsure whether or not he liked it, as he didn't really know what made wine good or bad or even what type of wine it happened to be. He'd looked

Sigh whispers to me as you sleep Ignore the prancing devil's leap As prickly thorns he does inflict Distorting dreams in dark depict Hold firm your pastel dream delight That do defy the darkest night My spirit will guard as you do sleep Dry tears will end your nightly weep There is no vengeance left in me Sink softly into sleep, be free I blame you not for that foul deed Dark forces planted in you a seed Your mind did entertain a witch When pushed me off that cliff, you bitch!

Gears screaming' like she's got no fluid She's so hot we just might do it Walk it into first like she just met me And then slam her into third 'cause my sole's too heavy Banshee's screech at 108 All redlined and I got no brakes A good cold run from the top of the hill like all my lovers looking to do me ill Heart all beating like love's still alive shaken' so bad like it's the first time Lost first and second just in time our eyes met at 55

When Man hears distant rumble, As mountain heaves and thrusts. His stark eyes make him humble, And his pallor turns to crust. But Woman stands defiant, As vibrations pass her by. She absorbs this earthly anger, And the challenge from black sky. When diverse crisis comes to visit, It finds the Man most weak. He will give forth postulations, To hide his inner meek. Woman bears the sting of childbirth, And absorbs each punishing blow. She will not pause or falter, Nor betray her inner glow. Man wears his pride like feathers, As a cockerel struts the roost. His self-praise seeking glory, For his ego he must boost. Man stamps

I drank your venom in I spilled your blood I washed in your sin and I died in your love I filled my eyes with promises and I tortured for your heart I believed in everlasting and you'd stolen from the start I laughed at this unconsciousness I bruised easily from a wounded heart I walked like thunder dreaming and I tore this world apart