“She’ll come slowly rising, on the air”…

fr

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She found the letter…
And read the words…

She fell to the ground…
Her cry scattered the birds…

She laid there in shock…
Just couldn’t take it all in…

She didn’t know what to do…
Didn’t know where to begin…

She was enveloped in sadness…
Became shrouded in black…

She couldn’t ever accept…
He was never coming back…

She became so isolated…
Felt so goddamned trapped…

She was blinded by the pain…
Knew she would never adapt…

She loved him so much…
But felt so empty inside…

She craved his smell…
Needed his hand to guide…

She felt so alone…
Like life had no meaning…

She became a shadow…
Only seen in the evening…

She could not see…
Knew the silence would last…

She couldn’t move on…
Was entombed in the past…

She had believed in forever…
And dreamt of growing old…

She could not cope…
As depression took hold…

She lost the will to live…
And decided to get out…

She swallowed the pills…
Without hesitation or doubt…

Then she found him again…
As he sat waiting for her…

The couple finally reunited…
In Death’s cold, hazy blur…

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“There’s nothing safe, about this life”…

death

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Death’s cold hand,
reaches out again…

Leaving behind misery,
desolation and pain…

A stark reminder,
of how fragile we are…

Here for a moment,
on a journey to the stars…

As the mortal coil,
is forever unwinding…

This life is for living,
yet we are dying…

By day and by night,
we ignore and pretend…

Whilst we edge closer,
to the bittter end…

Knowing that Death,
is always inches away…

We could dodge for years,
or we could go today…

And at that moment,
when we stop breathing…

When we are shown,
the footage of our deceiving…

Those final flashbacks,
like the movie edits…

All of the sins and
all of our regrets…

We’ll finally understand,
just what was planted…

The gift of our life,
we took for granted…

As we arrogantly wandered,
persistently distracting…

With delusions of grandeur,
whilst seldom respecting…

The power of Death and
all that he brings…

Until it’s too late and
the Angel choir sings…

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“Sunlight wouldn’t melt her, this is how I found her”…

kiss

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Sugar coated lips,
spinning silver lies…

Flashing pure lust,
from honey trap eyes…

Playing her games and
drawing you in…

Truth became dare,
on a night of pure sin…

Speaking in Voodoo,
weaving a spell…

Exploiting your weakness,
she knew you too well…

Never saying anything,
but always just enough…

Designed to be intriguing,
in a simple double bluff…

Trapping your mind and
twisting your thoughts…

Promising maybes,
yet delivering nought…

Leaving you breathless,
full of frustration…

Filling your head with,
thoughts of temptation…

But left you hanging,
feeling like a fool…

Nothing was real,
in her fantasy whirlpool…

And now she’s gone,
without saying goodbye…

Her promises disappear,
on the winds gentle sigh…

As you try so hard,
to get her out of your head…

Remove the images and
words that she said…

Whilst you stand there dazed,
dazzled and confused…

It was fun whilst it lasted,
but you know you were used…

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“Talking with my brother, when the lights went out”…

neptune

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I don’t think about him…

Every single day…

Since Neptune came…

And took him away…

Filling his lungs…

In that watery grave…

It happened so fast…

With no chance to save…

A life extinguished…

In the blink of an eye…

A grieving family…

Left simply asking why…

Why was he chosen…

Out of everyone…

What was the reason…

Just what had he done…

For the beautiful mermaids…

To refuse him assistance…

And hiding their eyes…

As he fought for existence…

Only Eleven years old…

With an innocent smile…

No hint of corruption…

Just a happy child…

Who loved his life…

And all that it brought…

Yet the Gods wanted him…

No matter how we fought…

But in the midst of it all…

Trauma hit my head…

Not really understanding…

He really was dead…

But by learning to lock…

The painful memories away…

Dividing into little boxes…

To be faced, maybe one day…

Then perhaps that event…

Shaped who I really am…

A boy forever trapped…

Within the emotionless man…

Who doesn’t think about things…

In the way others do…

As it’s painful to remember…

The little boy who turned blue…

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