my stuff
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at your word
they say i can’t depend on you for anything unless i depend on you for everything am i saved from the fires of hell by the weak wings of tinkerbell? if i doubt, will i hear your voice? does it really simplify down to my choice? if i only hear what i know i will…
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stranger
a stranger rode in from somewhere south his face told more stories than his mouth he stopped first at our general store his old boots left tracks on the floor momma mumbled and grabbed a broom followed the man around the room my father asked him where he was going he replied, “nowhere worth knowing”…
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used to believe
i used to believe you’d hear this someday as sure as the radio plays i used to believe you’d hear me someday when i figured out what to say i only wanted you to be happy but i hate that you’re happy now less than noble, so afraid of what you’ve finally found i used…
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i’d choose wrong
look i’m not trying to waste your time i keep reaching for words like rifles on a battlefield – but each one empty i will play dead…instead poets have said it better than i the guilt of love …never to be i’m calling my hope like a loose dog it’s chasing you…like i used to…
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never for me
the touch of her fingers her hair in the wind the smell of her showers the feel of her skin the sound of her laughter the sight of her tears her face in the moonlight the curve of each ear the look when she’s angry that wrinkling brow the look when she’s bored like the…
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behind goodbye
when you told me you were going away i can’t remember if i wished you’d stay but i recall seeing words in your eyes now trapped forever behind “goodbye” it’s raining today, i’m safe inside away from the crowd, with a place to hide the silence reminds me of that day i wonder what you…
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in time
a white dress wrapped around someone else’s bride right words that never escaped from inside deep feelings that are too wrong to confess in time you’ll grow to love her less hold the invitation like your other choice what might have been if love had a voice too good of a friend not to be…