Daniel
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whatever’s next
he found her from the footprints in the snow she ran away but she had nowhere to go and no lie could be a fitting mask one look and he didn’t have to ask with an arm around her shoulder he stayed there in the silence she knew that he cared she cried until the…
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if we kissed
if we kissed would you slap my face? would a kiss be out of place? if i loved you and told you so would you fold your arms and tell me no like a parent with a little boy pointing to an expensive toy would you tell me “surely someone else” “just leave this one…
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strobe lights
storms like strobe lights slide through a valentine sky every girl i can think of has a hand upon her thigh a man to make her happy at least a reason not to cry hold the kiss in through the door stop to laugh while fingers try to work their dresses to the floor breathe…
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the problem with hope
i must explain what i can’t ignore a love that i’ve always apologized for hope’s in the corner with her fingers crossed wisdom tells her to get lost but every night she speaks to me i used to memorize her stories like closed eyes over a cake candle wish like those moments i thought i…
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sometimes
sometimes it sounds like silence not many words could be as cruel sometimes it sounds like a siren or smells like jet engine fuel sometimes it stings like an open wound sometimes it’s a numb touch sometimes it gets more than it’s earned sometimes it takes too much and it can seem like a new…
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what man
what man would fight an army what man would stand alone hearing the predictions facing unbeatable foes but love, now here i stand drawing shallow breath outnumbered by the hopeless facing certain death i refuse to say i’m sorry of love i’m not ashamed i do not fear the falling when i speak your name…
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used to dream
i used to dream that she would notice the deep down man i thought i was people say they put personality first but no one really does i used to dream that she would find a trace of my heart, warm from the fire and she’d press it to her cool cheek i dreamt i…
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easy riddles
there are 360 ways to tell our story but they all end up with ‘goodbye’ look at it from every angle sort out the truth from your lies i am bitter and i’m sorry for whatever part i played love can seem so real though only a charade you are blind when i am pointing…