“I’ll be what I am, solitary man”…

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She was good company…
For a very short while…

With her devilish looks…
And her demonic smile…
 
She was the only one…
That he ever let in…

She was so dangerous…
And laced with pure sin…
 
She was so alluring…
With an undeniable spark…

Encouraging rendezvous…
And secrets in the dark…
 
But all good things…
Must one day end…

And when she left…
He began to descend…
 
Now he sits solitary…
All his dreams destroyed…

Searching for something…
To fill the dark void…
 
Counting the bright stars…
High in the night sky…

Feeling so insignificant…
Always questioning why…
 
Looking for the answer…
Where no answer exists…

Between the Moon’s glow…
And the edge of the abyss…
 
Remembering the time…
She lit up his soul…

The moments of madness…
That they both stole…
 
But the heat of the moment…
Became the tears of regret…

Filled with a sadness…
That is hard to forget…
 
Leaving him rebuilding…
The walls she broke down…

Now he sits all alone…
Like a forgotten circus clown…

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“Je serai ce que je suis, homme solitaire”…

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Elle était de bonne compagnie…
Pour peu de temps…

Avec regards diaboliques…
Et sourire démoniaque…

Elle était la seule…
Qu’il laissa jamais entrer…

Elle était si dangereuse…
Et lacées de péché pur…

Elle était si séduisante…
Avec une étincelle indéniable…

Encouragant les rendez-vous…
Et les secrets dans l’obscurité…

Mais toutes les bonnes choses…
Doivent se terminer un jour…

Et quand elle est partie…
Il a commencé à descendre…

Et maintenant, il cherche…
Pour combler le vide sombre…

Cherchant quelque chose…
Pour combler les trous noirs…

Compter les étoiles brillantes…
Haut dans le ciel la nuit…

Se Sentant si insignifiant…
Se demandant toujours pourquoi…

Cherchant la réponse…
Où il n’existe pas de réponse…

Entre la lueur de la Lune…
Et le bord de l’abîme…

Se souvenir de l’époque…
Elle alluma son âme…

Les moments de folie…
Qu’ils ont tous les deux volé…

Mais les feux de l’action…
Sont devenus les larmes de regret…

Rempli d’une tristesse…
C’est difficile d’oublier…

Le laissant se reconstruire…
Les Murs qu’elle a brisé…

Maintenant, il y est assis tout seul…
Comme un clown de cirque oublié…

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“What a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you”…

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You mean nothing to him now…

But you used to mean so much…

He’d spend every waking hour…

Craving your sexual touch…

But you would look right through him…

Always choosing the wrong men…

Then tell him all your problems…

Expecting he would fix them…

The one you’d always turn to…

Someone you could depend…

But in his head he saw you naked…

And time in his dreams you’d spend…

Such raw erotic notions…

Hoping that they would come true…

Immensely powerful feelings…

That kept him close to you…

They haunted him at night…

Were always out of control…

But he managed to escape them…

The day you tore his soul…

A moment in time he won’t forget…

That look upon your face…

The cruelty in your stunning eyes…

Which put him in his place…

He never saw it coming…

And misread all the signs…

The right hook to the chin…

This single moment redefined…

It ripped down his defences…

Pulled down his inner wall…

Left him questioning everything…

Did he really know you at all…

It took him time to recover…

To get back on his feet…

You never really noticed, just found…

The one who made your life complete…

You mean nothing to him now…

But you used to mean everything…

Now you’re just a bitter memory…

As painful as a wicked wasp sting…

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“We may lose and we may win”…

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So, in the midst of a busy week that has thrown up more questions than answers on a personal matter, this blog was nominated for an award. Nominated twice actually, which really made me smile and was quite humbling.

It is not the first time; you may remember that previously, the lovely Nina from http://wordsthatflowlikewater.wordpress.com/2013/06/06/inspiring-the-very-inspiring-blogger-award/  Nominated this blog for the “Very Inspiring Blog” award – which was really nice of her.

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This achievement has now been followed up by both Richard from http://richardankerswrites.wordpress.com/2013/08/05/the-versatile-blogger-award/ and Christine from http://crissyb315.wordpress.com/2013/08/05/the-versatile-blogger-award/ nominating this blog for the “Versatile blogger award”.  Which again, is really nice and I am truly humbled.

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Both these awards come with things that need to be done and I have to admit, I am pretty poor at these – however, the fact that these awards come from wordpress peers does mean a lot and whilst I have little of interest about myself to do any sort of list, I do feel the need to spread the word of others blogs.

The below are 10 blogs that I read and follow – and I would encourage you to try them out for size – these are just a snapshot as I follow a huge amount – so if your blog isn’t below, it is not reflection on you – more an opportunity.

Please leave a comment and let people know where they can find you – this could be an opportunity for all of us to build up our wordpress base? Not sure if this will even work, but don’t be shy – we all want to be read – even if we do not think what we produce is worth reading!

So, here is a snapshot in addition to the 3 above and in no order:

http://stevehi312.wordpress.com/

http://helenvalentina.com/

http://shakeyourtailfeathers.wordpress.com/

http://busymindthinking.com/

http://kwicksand.wordpress.com/

http://apurvakj.wordpress.com/

http://sagedoyle.wordpress.com/

http://thedrugstorenotebook.co/

http://randomblurting.wordpress.com

https://morganlefaysblog.wordpress.com/

So, a song to leave this ramble – I watched an Eagles documentary last night and really enjoyed it, so have a few tunes floating round in my head – this one is a message for the weekend – “Take it easy” – no more words needed – well, unless you wish to comment!

Enjoy

“What a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you”…

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You mean nothing to him now…

But you used to mean so much…

He’d spend every waking hour…

Craving your sexual touch…

You would look right through him…

Always choosing the wrong men…

Then tell him all your problems…

Expecting he would fix them…

The one you’d always turn to…

Someone you could depend…

But in his head he saw you naked…

And time in his dreams you’d spend…

Such raw erotic notions…

Hoping that they would come true…

Immensely powerful feelings…

That kept him close to you…

They haunted him at night…

Were always out of control…

But he managed to escape them…

The day you tore his soul…

A moment in time he won’t forget…

That look upon your face…

The cruelty in your stunning eyes…

Which put him in his place…

He never saw it coming…

Misread all the signs…

The right hook to the chin…

This single moment redefined…

It ripped down his defences…

Pulled down his inner wall…

Left him questioning everything…

Did he really know you at all…

It took him time to recover…

To get back on his feet…

You never really noticed, just found…

The one who made your life complete…

You mean nothing to him now…

But you used to mean everything…

Now you’re just a bitter memory…

As vicious as a wicked wasp sting…
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