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Sunday, February 13, 2011

Opposites Attract

on this roller coaster of twisted fantasies
illogical fallacies
dreams
fairy tales of make belief
lies
deception deceit

You mean this park of amusement
With music in the air
And laughter as sweet
As the cotton candy that fills it
Trust me
This is as real as it gets
Truthfully
Love is the only thing
That makes this bitter life worth living
Worth enduring the nonsense

Love is the only thing that
make you wake up with a pain in your chest
reaching for aspirin like a heart attack
never over looking the Kleenex Box
that is just about empty
the painful reality
of something that can come one day
then leave...

No, Love is the only thing
That makes someone capable of being a human being
To look outside yourself
To receive someone else
Hands held together
Eyes gaze forever
Lips graze the cheek
Tears fall as they speak
Tears fall as they sleep
You pray for their peace
For once the evil of the world
Won't contaminate the pure
The loving, the meek...

the burden of something so strong
something that you know one day
will go wrong
this undeniably in-prefect feeling
or is it an emotion
something that doesn't even have a definition
yet it has caused the greats
to be knocked off their feet
love,
being like a tornado
catching everything in its presence
and when its finish
you look around to only see destruction
..

Imperfection is the human condition
Wrong is the social expectation
If you forecast the worst weather
Can you make room for a better situation?
After the destruction
Something else is gained by custom
If you have the ability to recover
Then you have the ability to discover
That you have the strength to remember and forgive
You have the strength to live
And one day love again
Tell me what would happen
If the cycle were to end...

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Sunday, February 13, 2011

Opposites Attract

on this roller coaster of twisted fantasies
illogical fallacies
dreams
fairy tales of make belief
lies
deception deceit

You mean this park of amusement
With music in the air
And laughter as sweet
As the cotton candy that fills it
Trust me
This is as real as it gets
Truthfully
Love is the only thing
That makes this bitter life worth living
Worth enduring the nonsense

Love is the only thing that
make you wake up with a pain in your chest
reaching for aspirin like a heart attack
never over looking the Kleenex Box
that is just about empty
the painful reality
of something that can come one day
then leave...

No, Love is the only thing
That makes someone capable of being a human being
To look outside yourself
To receive someone else
Hands held together
Eyes gaze forever
Lips graze the cheek
Tears fall as they speak
Tears fall as they sleep
You pray for their peace
For once the evil of the world
Won't contaminate the pure
The loving, the meek...

the burden of something so strong
something that you know one day
will go wrong
this undeniably in-prefect feeling
or is it an emotion
something that doesn't even have a definition
yet it has caused the greats
to be knocked off their feet
love,
being like a tornado
catching everything in its presence
and when its finish
you look around to only see destruction
..

Imperfection is the human condition
Wrong is the social expectation
If you forecast the worst weather
Can you make room for a better situation?
After the destruction
Something else is gained by custom
If you have the ability to recover
Then you have the ability to discover
That you have the strength to remember and forgive
You have the strength to live
And one day love again
Tell me what would happen
If the cycle were to end...

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