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Deny
With every look into my eyes,
You lie to me
Always caught up in your emotions,
And your selfish greed
You refuse to admit to anyone,
Just what you feel
And it's actions like this,
That make you less than real...
Alone...
Suffering...
Because you are always...
Denying...
When you deny!
You make no sense to me!
A life built on lies!
You end up hating everything!
And the cross that you bear,
Is not meant to be shared
It might be different if you cared...
But you deny...
Every word that you speak,
Is a whisper on the wind
You don't seem to understand,
Why you just can't fit in
You manufacture truth,
Deep in your own mind
And you use it to soothe
The misfortune of your lies!
Alone...
Suffering...
Because you are always...
Denying...
When you deny!
You make no sense to me!
A life built on lies!
You end up hating everything!
And the cross that you bear,
Is not meant to be shared
It might be different if you cared...
But you deny!
You deny!
Understanding...
Is limited to those,
Who want to understand
But you don't seem to grasp this,
I don't think that you can!
Your soul...
Tormented...
In agony...
Because you are always,
Denying!
When you deny!
You make no sense to me!
A life built on lies!
You end up hating everything!
And the cross that you bear,
Is not meant to be shared
It might be different if you cared...
But you deny!
jlp January 2, 2009-Revised January 2, 2010
With every look into my eyes,
You lie to me
Always caught up in your emotions,
And your selfish greed
You refuse to admit to anyone,
Just what you feel
And it's actions like this,
That make you less than real...
Alone...
Suffering...
Because you are always...
Denying...
When you deny!
You make no sense to me!
A life built on lies!
You end up hating everything!
And the cross that you bear,
Is not meant to be shared
It might be different if you cared...
But you deny...
Every word that you speak,
Is a whisper on the wind
You don't seem to understand,
Why you just can't fit in
You manufacture truth,
Deep in your own mind
And you use it to soothe
The misfortune of your lies!
Alone...
Suffering...
Because you are always...
Denying...
When you deny!
You make no sense to me!
A life built on lies!
You end up hating everything!
And the cross that you bear,
Is not meant to be shared
It might be different if you cared...
But you deny!
You deny!
Understanding...
Is limited to those,
Who want to understand
But you don't seem to grasp this,
I don't think that you can!
Your soul...
Tormented...
In agony...
Because you are always,
Denying!
When you deny!
You make no sense to me!
A life built on lies!
You end up hating everything!
And the cross that you bear,
Is not meant to be shared
It might be different if you cared...
But you deny!
jlp January 2, 2009-Revised January 2, 2010
Literature
Hope of Heaven
I remember
the warmth of
your coffee-stained
breath with
a dab of cream and
a half-spoon of sugar.
I still hear your laughter
at my crinkled nose
when we painted
these close walls with
our dreams and
Sherwin Williams.
I loved the smell
of you on days
like these, scented like
burning leaves
and October winds.
I hope heaven
smells like you,
for since youve gone
where I cannot
follow,
its all the hope
I have left.
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If..
If this was to be your last day on earth would you simply scream
Or would you continue as if today was only just a dream
Would you scramble what you could within the time that's left
Or sit and ponder what you've had and call your life bereft
Would you laugh or could you cry for no more days ahead
A culmination of one's life is ending when you're dead
Could you really comprehend that this day was your last
Or would you shake your head and drift within your past
Could you in all honesty lay down and close your eyes
To be at peace with who you are and the last of our goodbyes
To place a smile upon your lips and say that lif
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uncomfortably comfortable
when you look at me, my breath catches
and I have to remind myself to breathe again
with those eyes that are sometimes brown
and sometimes green and always entrancing
me to the point where I have a hard time
remembering my name.
when you are near me, my world stops
and nothing matters but you in that moment;
your hopes, your dreams, your happiness,
these things become my only concerns.
I feel an unexplained need to be close to you
and I find myself smiling.
when you touch my skin, my heart skips
and stutters before starting back up again.
you have drawn me in, unintentionally,
but still youve hooked me all the same
and
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I used to be this person, the one who couldn't accept anything, the one who created a world of lies to conceal who he really was.
What I didn't realize is that everyone saw through it, and they didn't understand why I denied who and what I was.
Now I don't, and I'd advise you to take the same path I did.
You cannot grow, you cannot live, when you deny.
What I didn't realize is that everyone saw through it, and they didn't understand why I denied who and what I was.
Now I don't, and I'd advise you to take the same path I did.
You cannot grow, you cannot live, when you deny.
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