Ten Minutes FasterWhite lines flying under me As I push the pedal to the floor It sinks into my thoughts Of you and when I see you I'm pulling the needle past one hundred It feels so good to breath next to you My chest fills with more than airTen Minutes Faster
And the pistons pound with every Beat of my heart, they race together To see you 10 minutes faster To kiss you for the first time tonight
i drive past flipped cars dead lovers going to be in the only arms that cared
And the pistons pound with every Beat of my heart, they race together To see
Sleeping on an OceanWe sleep on an ocean tonight Losing each other in the tide My waves crashing on your beach Sandy explosions, bursting in my eyes I feel the blood, rushing through my veins Your screams, falling silent in my kiss And for one second I thought I thought I'd die in your arms! I thought I'd live forever in whatever This feeling, burning insideSleeping on an Ocean
The ocean dried up into a desert And pored down in a hour That night I felt our souls Escaping the flesh that kept it
Where do we go from here What happens when the sun rises When the flood subsides
To Recoverythe darkly wrapped moon with stars for company, cannot shine away the corners of pain, wind and sea triumphant in symphony, cannot wash places memories have stained, the softest words and gentles hands I’ve known, cannot soothe the thoughts or stem the endless tears, the harshest thing is; all that I have sown, in the time since, so swiftly disappears, when faced with demons summoned from the past, and buried things arisen from my heart, it seems what I’ve created; in the last, is ephemeral, not of a solid start, when one dark night can take courage away, and all thTo Recovery
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*livingpoetsociety
~LPSworkshop
*ahem*
"Member of livingpoetsociety hello. In the unfortunate eventuality of you not being aware of LPSWorkshop we are here today to inform you."
"Have a poem you feel just isn't one of your best? Would you like some honest critique on your work other than "i like it." "Its good."? Of course you do, no one's perfect. Thats why LPS have set up [link] ."
*Cheesy Salesman Grin*
"Come to LPSWorkshop today ( [link] ) Guarenteed to make your poetry better or your money back!"
*greendragon
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I'm a writer
and I'm a poet
I might love you
But never show it
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So you make a mask,
A mask that hides your face,
A face that hides the pain,
A pain that eats your heart,
A heart nobody knows."
~Bang Bang You're Dead
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