“She was, an American girl”…

Wishing all my American readers a very Happy Fourth of July…

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The electrical storm…
Raged high overhead…

Deep in the night…
As she lay in her bed…

Piercing the darkness…
Lighting up the sky…

Like a firework display…
On the Fourth of July…

Her dreams in tatters…
Something had died…

There was nothing left…
Behind tear-stained eyes…

Just a wall of silence…
And a vast black void…

A haunting reminder…
Of what she destroyed…

As her venomous tongue…
Fired arrows, sharp & twisted…

She lost all control…
But as the red mist lifted…

She realised the hurt…
And saw all his wounds…

But was unable to recover…
Knew they were doomed…

Destroying any trust…
That had once flourished…

Broke his kind heart…
That she once cherished…

And pushed him away…
Built so many walls…

Till he finally craved solitude…
Time away from it all…

As he’d forgiven so much…
So many of her mistakes…

But this time was different…
And he had to escape…

So he left in the rain…
Running far, far away…

Leaving her broken…
Filled with regret & dismay…

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“I’ll never find anyone to replace you”…

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They remember the time…
It was fresh, it was new…

When it was their secret…
And only they knew…

Remembering the feelings…
Those trembling words…

And subliminal messages…
That only they heard…

Remembering the moments…
Stolen from each other…

And the conversations…
That ended in the gutter…

Remembering the chills…
When their eyes first met…

The flash of electricity…
Moments they’ll never forget…

Remembering the kiss…
That sparked it all…

A single strike of lightning…
That became a fireball…

Remembering that night…
When everything twisted…

Reality became fantasy…
As inhibition was lifted…

Remembering the aftermath…
The confusion that followed…

A host of mixed messages…
And bitter pills swallowed…

Remembering those words…
Cutting like a knife…

Destroying each memory…
Made deep in the night…

Remembering the hurt…
All the tears and the pain…

That drove a wedge between…
And vowed never again…

Remembering the bond…
Lost with a roll of the dice…

And those starlight lovers…
Who paid the ultimate price

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“Our heartbeats becoming slow”…

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The big city boy and
the small town girl…

Lust filled the senses,
as the whirlwind whirled…

Under star filled skies,
it was laced with mystery…

Playing in the darkness,
fulfilling fantasies…

Revealing to each other,
dark forbidden secrets…

Trying not to contemplate,
any morning after regrets…

That would surely follow,
in the cold light of day…

But until that moment,
in each other’s arms they lay…

Making a commitment,
to end it all together…

A simple suicide pact,
that would last forever…

And when the time came,
they would find a place…

To lay with each other and
hold each other’s gaze…

Leave behind the madness,
begin a new journey…

Which would be eternal,
one that would see…

Them together forever,
floating amongst the stars…

As light as a feather,
no baggage and no scars…

Just two souls colliding,
a pair of hearts in love…

Refusing to be chained,
finding freedom high above…

But until that sweet moment,
no one can ever know…

As this love is forbidden,
it belongs in the shadows…

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Amazing art by NoteS28

“Sticking around for this shit, another day”…

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The same old faces…
In the same old town…

So many memories…
Bringing her down…

Stuck in a world…
That doesn’t understand…

Where nothing really works…
Or ever goes to plan…

Where feeling pain…
Has become the norm…

And every sunset…
Unleashes the storm…

The battle that rages…
Inside her numb head…

The whispering voices…
The cruel words said…

Suggesting it’s time…
She’d be better off…

If she just disconnected…
And simply switched off…

Her life support system…
The air she’s breathing…

Submit to her death…
And enjoy the feeling…

That would come…
With the ultimate freedom…

And turn her back…
Just simply leave them…

All the same faces…
Those bitter memories…

And so called friends…
Who act like enemies…

As they stole her past…
And haunt her present…

She’s in need of a future…
Where she doesn’t resent…

All that is past…
All that has been…

As with one small action…
She could be set free…

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“And the mercy seat is waiting”…

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He will tell you stories…
Of how he was fooled…
How she seduced him…
With eyes made of jewels…
Spinning words of poetry…
Speaking in tongues…
Seductive and emotional…
Breathing lust into his lungs…

He will tell you stories…
Of her wit and her charm…
That caught him off-guard…
And disabled his alarm…
Bringing down his walls…
Allowing the beast in…
Infecting his dreams…
With darkness and sin…

He will tell you stories…
Of how deeply he fell…
For a make believe world…
That became a living Hell…
Craving her company…
Obsessed with her life…
Painting vivid pictures…
In his mind at night…

He will tell you stories…
Of dark hotel rooms…
An alternate double life…
That lifted his gloom…
Breaking the monotony…
Of each draining day…
And stolen moments…
Held under her sway…

And he’ll tell you stories…
Of how she changed…
Of how it all ended…
Becoming estranged…
Which left him so empty…
A black hole in his life…
And how he responded…
With anger and a knife…

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“Don’t you try, to bend him until he breaks”…

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Eyes are burning…
Fired with anger…

The danger levels…
Now red, not amber…

Questioning sanity…
Running from it all…

When Karma strikes…
The mighty will fall…

In a game of chess…
Where winners lose…

And the taste of victory…
Simply lights the fuse…

Causing destruction…
Heartache and pain…

Where nothing survives…
Or will ever be the same…

And cruel words spoken…
Leave permanent scars…

Infecting with a poison…
Blacking out the stars…

Allowing the darkness…
To once again descend…

And open the void…
Where reality bends…

In a story that grows…
Into distorted fiction…

With a final chapter…
Laced with friction…

But deceiving the reader…
And hiding the truth…

It wasn’t always this way…
But there is no proof…

Only the present…
The here and the now…

Where lightning strikes…
And the characters row…

Always striving for…
The very last word…

Whilst the heart of the matter…
Remains twisted and blurred…

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“Don’t you try, to bend him until he breaks”…

rose1

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Eyes are burning…
Fired with anger…

The danger levels…
Now red, not amber…

Questioning sanity…
Running from it all…

When Karma strikes…
The mighty will fall…

In a game of chess…
Where winners lose…

And the taste of victory…
Simply lights the fuse…

Causing destruction…
Heartache and pain…

Where nothing survives…
Or will ever be the same…

And cruel words spoken…
Leave permanent scars…

Infecting with a poison…
Blacking out the stars…

Allowing the darkness…
To once again descend…

And open the void…
Where reality bends…

In a story that grows…
Into distorted fiction…

With a final chapter…
Laced with friction…

But deceiving the reader…
And hiding the truth…

It wasn’t always this way…
But there is no proof…

Only the present…
The here and the now…

Where lightning strikes…
And the characters row…

Always striving for…
The very last word…

Whilst the heart of the matter…
Remains twisted and blurred…

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