“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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“All the things, come back to you”…

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The Angel’s decent, strangely began…
In a random encounter with a Chinese man…

Who spoke quietly, all about his life…
The trauma, the troubles and all his strife…

About how he fought for everything…
Before he taught his soul to sing…

Steven Tyler sang as she went on her way…
“Dream on” were the words she heard him say…

“All the things, come back to you”…
Was the warning in this surreal tune…

But the Angel didn’t listen to that warning…
Her course was set until the morning…

And with the wind beginning to build…
The night air was becoming strangely filled…

With the scent of something so unknown…
And into turmoil she was utterly thrown…

As the eyes of a Demon came into view…
It was one of those moments that feels so true…

Burns down to the core of your very soul…
The spine-tingling moment you lose control…

She looked at him and he stared at her…
For just one second she would honestly swear…

There was a point of connected clarity…
And from that moment, she could not see…

Blind and powerless he led the dance…
She began floating in a half dazed trance…

Wandering down life’s darkened street…
And in an instant she felt the heat…

Of Hell’s burning flames calling out…
As her head was filled with thoughts of doubt…

But the Demon was much too strong…
She became enchanted by his sweet songs…

He held her in his powerful sway…
Through winding streets and alley ways…

He intoxicated the rain filled air…
Yet by his side, she just didn’t care…

The Demon tempted and pointed to drink…
As she began to fall, she began to sink…

The world she knew just melted away…
Reality blurred, with no hint of dismay…

As fallen Angels began setting their traps…
Under the cold moonlight, she collapsed…

And became a different version or three…
The kind she’d never let the real world see…

Jumping from one planet onto another…
It was only then that she discovered…

Something so different, something so refined…
And in a stolen moment, lips intertwined…

As the world around faded from view…
She forgot everything she thought she knew…

And whilst Hell’s fire burned bright and Red…
The Demon invited her into his bed…

But at the point of no return…
As the Devil danced and the flames did burn…

The Chinese man once again appeared…
This time older, with a Grey beard…

Said “Wait, it’s not too late,
Don’t give in and become this Demon’s first mate.
All is not as it seems,
Free yourself from this Demon’s dream”…

The words struck deep into her heart…
And she & the Demon, did reluctantly part…

When she awoke to face the new day…
She lay there wondering what to say…

It had felt like the most vivid dream…
And she let out the most silent scream…

Her soul now scarred and ripped forever…
But with little remorse as she ascended to Heaven…

The Chinese man never again returned…
But his words carried deep into her soul and burned…

Now Steven Tyler keeps singing his haunting song…
Whilst the Demon sits in Hell, where he belongs…

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“And my world will stop spinning”…

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Walking from the wreckage…

Of the failed fantasy…

Doomed from the start…

But her eyes refused see…

Or take time to notice…

The flaws in her plan…

As she melted in the eyes…

Of that dreamlike man…

But crossing that white line…

Between two different worlds…

The dream and reality…

Seldom ever works…

As when worlds collide…

Stars begin to fall…

What she thought she wanted…

Just wasn’t right at all…

And living two lives…

Drained so much emotion…

Made her feel like swimming…

In the midst of the ocean…

Subject to nature’s forces…

The push and the pull…

As the swell dragged her under…

It became so damn painful…

No mermaids there to help her…

As guilt filled her lungs…

And choking on her conscience…

Led to speaking with forked tongues…

Lying to those around her…

As the thrill quickly subsided…

Leaving only emptiness…

Whilst her morals were blindsided…

And as she walked away…

Trying to regain some pride…

Sadness filled her heart…

Because part of her had died…

The part that yearned excitement…

The thrill of pure distraction…

That gave her wings to fly…

Yet led to her hearts destruction…

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“Infect me with your love and fill me with your poison”…

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You don’t know what you do to me…
You don’t know how this feels…

All these crazy feelings…
Please tell me this is real…

You leave my poor heart pounding…
My head just fucking spins…

I know that I’m not dreaming…
But not sure where we begin…

This attraction is so powerful…
Am so scared of where it’ll lead…

There will be recriminations…
If these actions do succeed…

Do you realise what you started…
Have you any idea what you’ve done…

This sinful world is not my place…
I miss the warmth of the Sun…

There is danger all around us…
In everything we say or do…

Are you really risking everything…
Or are you taking me for a fool…

Your eyes don’t betray your feelings…
Your mouth won’t give you away…

I misinterpret what you say to me…
Is this just a game you play…

I need to know the answer…
There is so much at stake…

Yet I’m gambling everything…
Knowing it will end in sheer heartbreak…

Maybe I need to see a doctor…
Or at least get some therapy…

I need a way to forget your face…
And end this insane fantasy…

But how do I escape you…
Or wipe you from my memory…

I’m trying hard to forget the truth…
And focus on day to day reality…

You don’t know what you do to me…
Please tell me you feel the same…

All these fucked up feelings…
My soul burns with your name…

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“It always ends the same”…

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Life’s just too short…

To play this game…

Each time I do…

I’m burnt by the flame…

So take your foot…

From off my head…

Allow me to breathe…

And live my life instead…

Of waiting for you…

To give me a sign…

Or show to me…

That you could be mine…

I just can’t keep waiting…

For you to play fair…

Or give me a hint…

That you actually care…

It’s such hard work…

Consumes all my time…

Thinking about you…

Is that such a crime…

Even if that is bad…

I’ll tell you what’s worse…

You infecting me with…

This impossible curse…

A never ending vision…

Cemented into my mind…

Just one perfect moment…

Frozen in space and time…

You knew I’d want more…

Of that there’s no doubt…

So come and find me…

Quietly, no need to shout…

Just come and hold me…

And give me your tongue…

Because this battle has ended…

The war has long been won…

You don’t need to say it…

A simple kiss will do…

So stop playing games…

And let me inside you…

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“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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“I was snug as fuck”…

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The days are warm…
But the nights are cold…

And that summer feeling…
Feels so very old…

A long time ago…
A dim, distant memory…

Of us fooling around…
Just you and me…

Experimenting…
Fearless and naked…

Not looking out…
For anything sacred…

Young and naive…
And just having fun…

Our eyes being opened…
To what could be done…

Dark, sinful pleasures…
And sexual desires…

Touching each other…
Lighting our fires…

Lost in the moment…
The kiss and the tease…

Satisfying our hunger…
Both eager to please…

But as your eyes…
Were drawn to another…

I spat out my anger…
And jealousy smothered…

Everything we’d built…
All I thought I knew…

I couldn’t handle my feelings…
And took them out on you…

I pushed you away…
And isolated myself…

Watching you bloom…
As I sat sadly on the shelf…

I lost the warmth…
As you turned colder…

And I regret my actions…
Now that I’m older…

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“It was only one moment like any other, but I still remember her face”…

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It’s raining again…
The clouds have covered the night sky…

It’s so cold, so dark…
No sign of the stars through eyes that want to cry…

Under naked street lights…
As his mind conflicts and his memories fight…

A heavy feeling filling his feet…
Still walking to the sound of her beat…

Remembering that time and place…
He last saw her pretty face…

When life was easy and so fine…
Drinking glasses of cheap Red wine…

Spinning the bottle…
Adrenaline full throttle…

The games of truth…
Under someone else’s roof…

And all the dares…
Her matching underwear…
His longing stares…

The unspoken feelings…
On the floor kneeling…
Talking in code was so easy, so appealing…

In the bloom of his youth…
Dancing around the truth…

If only, if only, if only…

If only he wasn’t a nobody…
If only he and she could be…
If only she’d look closer and see…

His utter desire…
The never ending fire…

She was so out of reach…
And a lesson it tried to teach…

But the warning was not heeded…
Further lessons in life, would be needed…

As he would fall for others…
But his dreams would be smothered…
Leaving his loving soul undiscovered…

But forever; this one remains…
In his mind, playing games…
That will always end the same…
As he wanders through the rain…

His eyes ready to burst…
At the thought of his first…

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Photo credit the amazing Stacey Wells http://www.artistwells.net/#!__spin-the-bottle

“And these memories lose their meaning”…

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There are moments in life…
You can never live again…

Moments of pure joy…
Moments of searing pain…

Moments of distraction…
Moments of sinful pleasure…

And moments of deep regret…
That haunt you at your leisure…

There are moments of hurt…
That rip out your heart…

Moments of pure insanity…
Never planned for at the start…

There are moments you create…
And moments that just happen…

The ones you didn’t foresee…
But they left you totally flattened…

There are moments you captured…
Now embedded in your brain…

The ones that you dream about…
Watch again, frame by frame…

And moments that backfired…
That became your nightmares…

They haunt you in your sleep…
Pushing you into deep despair…

There are moments you cherish…
Ones that make you smile…

Moments when life had meaning…
And it all felt so worthwhile…

Those moments you rewind…
The ones you try to replay…

Not the moments of regret…
That must be locked away…

And there was a moment of clarity…
When it all came together…

When you realised your path…
Was the route to stormy weather…

And you came to a crossroads…
Where you finally had to choose…

Was this the life you wanted…
Time to stick or twist, bust and lose…

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