sexta-feira, 28 de dezembro de 2018

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I am his but he’s not mine
He belongs to Father Time.
Father Time will never own me
For I belong to Mother Rhyme.

I lived a thousand lives,
Crossed oceans of time
Just to be with you again.
We are but grains of sand

But for this day only we remain.
I quench my thirst with your sweet kiss
On this day, only our two souls exist

In perfect bliss and absent of pain.

sábado, 22 de dezembro de 2018

All I wanted

I wanted you to love me
Like you used to.
I wanted to be enough
For you.
I wanted to stir passion
Like I did before.
I wanted you to want
Even more.

But you look away
Don’t listen to what I say
You yawn and sigh
And all I do is cry
Because all you do is lie
Now I just want to die.

I wanted you to kiss me
Like the first time we kissed
I wanted you to miss me
All I wanted was to be missed.
I wanted you to hold me
Like you used to
I want to bring out 
The best in you.

But you just let go
There’s nothing left to show
Of all the moments we had
And that just makes me sad
Because you don’t see me
Like you used to think of me
I’m no longer who I used to be
I’m just the girl you want to set free.

How could you?

This used to be my house.
This used to be our house
The walls, the floors, the halls
The shelves so tall,
They whisper secrets
And tell the truth 

Now I walk these halls
And stomp the floors
Scratching the walls
Cursing the shelves that were so tall
Remembering our secrets
How could you?

This is not my house!
This was my living hell!
The music box still ringing in my ear
It echoes sordid secrets that you feared
Now that you’re gone everything is all too clear
I freeze every time I think back to when you called me “dear”.

Your darkness weighed on me every night
I closed my eyes so you’d be outta sight
I silently cried and prayed with all my might
You crossed my threshold, snuffed out my light
How could you?

I’m not the same girl that I used to be
I can close the door on those bad memories
How could no one ever see
The music box and what it did to me?
I’m not the same girl I used to be
I closed the lid on your music box

Now you’re gone and finally the music stopped...