Whispering Voices…

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Walking through the city…
Reinventing who I am…

The perfect opportunity…
To become a different man…

Wandering through shadows…
Where no one even cares…

Just who or what I am…
They are totally unaware…

Of all the sins I carry…
The heavy cross I bear…

As nobody ever notices…
Nor hears the whispered prayer…

It’s a place of total freedom…
For the weird, the wise and wrong…

Not a place of judgement…
But a place where I belong…

A sense of shamed community…
For all sinners and their ghosts…

Who walk through life’s falling rain…
But never follow the signposts…

Always choosing the wrong path…
And straying off into the dark…

But the city will never criticise…
Or make any cold sly remark…

It embraces all your darkness…
And covers up all your sin…

It’s a supernatural place…
Where life’s losers sometimes win…

Where rules are meant for breaking…
Not worrying about tomorrow…

Even lending you an invisible spell…
For anyone who wants to borrow…

So I’m walking through the city…
And reinventing who I am…

Looking out for opportunities…
To become a different man…

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©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “West End Girls” By The Pet Shop Boys

The Words…

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Is it fair to be…
In love with her…
When she doesn’t care…
Or even notice me…
To carry so much…
When she gives so little…
Always staring through me…
Her touch forever eluding me…
So I suffer in silence…
In anguish and pain…
And watch her face twist at…
The mention of my name…
Blessed with such beauty…
Grace, which I admire quietly…
Hiding my beastly face…
Wishing I could be braver…
Should I chase her affections…
Profess my love out loud…
Would she fall utterly spellbound…
From her untouchable cloud…
And into my protecting arms…
For everyone around to see…
That the one out of reach…
Would even so much as…
More than just look through me…
If she felt all this pain…
And saw through my eyes…
Just how much I feel for her…
She’d react with shock and surprise…
Unrequited, I know it’s unwanted…
I know that this is wrong…
And my heart wasn’t invited…
Yet this is so fucking unfair…
She will never be mine…
I’ll never fully taste those lips…
Under the sinner’s moonlight…
Or dance with her past midnight…
Or take to places she’s never seen…
Her on my arm, like a fairy-tale Queen…
So much better kept to myself…
Try not to let her, or anyone else…
In on my secret, that’s locked away…
Until the time feels right and I can say…
Aloud, or whisper these words in her ear…
Without fear of being damned…
Or being dismissed out of hand…
Is it really fair to be…
In love with her, totally…
When she doesn’t care…
Or even notice me…

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “Love Song” Sung by Elton John

“Making me high, making me whole”…

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Up against the wall…
In a cheap hotel room…

Senses all blurred…
Intoxicated by perfume…

Sugar lips kissing…
Tongues mingle and play…

The Devil has infected…
Is what they will say…

Underwear falling…
Revealing naked skin…

Sweat begins to glisten…
Exploring deep within…

Thrown around like ragdolls…
In a frenzied attack…

A moment of abandon…
Nails assault his back…

The bed offers comfort…
As their actions intensify…

He moves down her body…
Probes between her thighs…

She whispers and moans…
Lets out a scream…

Is this really happening…
Or is this just a dream…

They met in the bar…
Never asked for a name…

They’ll part in the morning…
They’ll hide any shame…

And live with this memory…
Mixed up with guilt…

Remembering the feelings…
As her orgasm built…

In that very moment…
Realities were traded…

Distraction took hold…
And the real world faded…

Two sinners colliding…
Getting off on the danger…

Addicted to the thrill…
Of sex with a stranger…

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“Sweet dreams are made of these”…

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Erase his memory…
And wipe it clean…

Remove the faces…
That he has seen…

The ones he’s hurt…
And uttered his lies…

That stain his soul…
Making him despise…

Every bad thought…
Every wrong deed…

That was sown…
By the Devil’s seed…

And infected his head…
With Sinner’s thoughts…

Diverting him away…
From all he was taught…

About right and wrong…
The good and the bad…

Now he looks back…
And he feels so sad…

As the fun distraction…
That made him smile…

Will be held against him…
At the final trial…

Of his dirty soul…
As he meets his maker…

And stands in judgement…
Accused of being a faker…

Before being condemned…
To an afterlife in Hell…

Chained to his Master…
For being an infidel…

Because for every action…
He knew the high price…

Yet was still addicted…
To thrills in the night…

Now haunting his memory…
Making him silently scream…

As it comes flooding back…
When she whispers

“Sweet dreams”

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“He was caught in the middle of a desperate fight”…

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Stood in the moonlight,
not making a sound…

Her broken heart weeping,
her tears hitting the ground…

Remembering the words,
that fell from his mouth…

The cruel words spoken,
before he headed south…

And out of her sight,
leaving her all alone…

To start a new chapter,
going out on his own…

Trying to move on and
begin his new life…

Leaving her stranded with,
a soul full of strife…

Unsure of the next steps and
unsteady on her feet…

Like a broken up jigsaw,
she felt so incomplete…

As she loved him so much,
with her heart and her soul…

And only holding his hand,
ever made her feel whole…

But she pushed him away,
with so many insecurities…

And with her jealous anger,
she was impossible to please…

Leaving him battered, broken and
driven totally insane…

Till his patience snapped and
the day finally came…

Leaving his past behind,
he disappeared into the distance…

As she dissolved into the shadows,
questioning her existence…

Now she stands in the moonlight,
not making a sound…

Her broken heart weeping,
with no hope to be found…

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“And the eyes in his head, see the world spinning round”…

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You think I don’t know…

Think my eyes can’t see…

But this EYE sees it all…

When you play hide and seek…

I know when you’re looking…

My eyes are not blind…

This EYE can see you…

You’re so easy to find…

You must think I am stupid…

And take me for a fool…

I listen as you protest…

But just keep my cool…

Finding it hard to trust you…

Whilst you easily deceive…

Making it harder and harder…

To keep going or believe…

So I read between the lines…

Watch the signs as you lie…

Reading the hidden secrets…

Your body language supplies…

The things you won’t admit…

The words your lips don’t say…

It wasn’t always like this…

I remember those simple days…

When things felt less complicated…

Within a complex web of deceit…

And walls had not been constructed…

Out of cement and solid concreate…

But life is seldom straightforward…

It loves to fuck, twist and turn…

And now you sit there watching…

As my candle melts and burns…

Thinking I don’t notice you…

And that you are never seen…

Believing you are invisible…

But things are not as they seem…

So don’t think I don’t know…

Don’t think my eyes can’t see…

Because this EYE sees it all…

When you play hide and seek…

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“There is a girl I used to know”…

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She was the exception…
She broke all your rules…

That tiny fallen angel…
With a tendency to bruise…

Who had unrivalled beauty…
With the brains to match…

You should have stayed away…
Should have only watched…

Keeping a safe distance…
Instead you grew too close…

And in the lingering shadows…
You were hit by Lust’s arrows…

As her smile lit up the darkness…
And her eyes just hypnotised…

You fell hook, line and sinker…
Bought into Lust’s sweet lies…

She cast a spell upon you…
Made you think it was all true…

And you fell so fucking deeply…
Into an ocean of neon blue…

That felt so warm and safe…
Where mermaids swam silently…

Your heart was bound and captured…
Your eyes too blind to see…

Becoming locked in limbo…
In between the dark and light…

A place you couldn’t escape from…
And it haunted you at night…

Where it all seemed so perfect…
And the beast was not a fool…

Where there was no need…
To act so fucking cool…

Like a poor man’s James Dean…
A rebel without a cause…

You ignored the true reality…
Overlooked all of your flaws…

And it always ends the same…
But even though it’s far behind…

Those moments that you shared…
Still weigh heavy on your mind…

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