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Where can my heart go to break? To lose this pain that I cannot shake, You ran right through it with a stake And left me with this numbing ache.Where can my heart go to bleed? To rid myself of this addictive need The love and hope that your words would fe...

I really can't believe

To think this was my life

My life consumed With thoughts of youI can't believe I was that naiveBut it was true After some time awayAnd a few steps backWhen I read some of the BS I have a laugh attack So much drama How did I breathe?Now that I watch others I can barely believe So n...

“Would you like me to leave?” she asks, face turned towards mine, eyes hidden underneath a pair of Dolce & Gabbana sunglasses like she’s afraid of seeing what’s really out there. Some days I wonder if she dreams in sepia-tinted images, light filtering thr...

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Breakfast at Shoney's

bacon and eggs, coffee with sugar and deceit

There was a time almost two winters agowhen I had a genuine love, but didn’t know.A silly old man with his hair all gray,he sat at my table every weekend day.I never told him about the young lover in my bed,so why not play a while with the old man’s head?...


phony people

Preople. Pretend people. Where do they come from? Who are they? Sometimes even they don’t know. Yet they consciously pretend to be who they aren’t. They lie about their age. They lie about where they are. Sometimes they even lie about their gender. Preopl...

the deceiver

deceived by the word love

(4/12/13) She sat in the bedroom window with tears in her eyes How could she have believed all his lies? He told her he loved her, he told her he cared And her life he wanted to share. He held her, and kissed her as her passions grew At exactly the right...

The Pair

The strength of friendship when put to the test.

The Pair He sat in the shade at the start of fourth grade, with a head that was polished and bare – watching us boys making laughter and noise but unwilling to join the affair. I wasn’t sure why he would capture my eye, why he stood out from all who were...