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Stolen...dreams
Altered...realities
People...begging for release!
But it seems that no matter,
Where they turn,
They can never find their peace
It's stolen away,
Driving them to their knees!
(Stolen...dreams)
What are we doing?
What are we saying?
And where are we going to?
You say "Why does this matter?"
"Our dreams are shattered"
And hold out empty hands,
As your proof
What is stolen from one of us,
Is stolen from all of us,
And those empty hands...
Are the proof
Stolen...lives
Eyes opened...in surprise!
Meaning...hidden in disguise!
And it seems that no matter,
How much we beg and plead,
We see it blown away,
With a hurricane breeze
Stolen away from you and me!
(Stolen...dreams)
What are we doing?
What are we saying?
And where are we going to?
You say "Why does this matter?"
"Our dreams are shattered"
And hold out empty hands,
As your proof
What is stolen from one of us,
Is stolen from all of us,
And those empty hands...
Are the proof
Our lives are stolen!
Our loves are stolen!
Our dreams are stolen!
Our homes are stolen!
Everything we have, is stolen!
But our world wasn't stolen,
Because we sold it
What are we doing?
What are we saying?
And where are we going to?
You say "Why does this matter?"
"Our dreams are shattered"
And hold out empty hands,
As your proof
What is stolen from one of us,
Is stolen from all of us,
And those empty hands...
Are the proof
jlp July 20, 2008-Revised June 7, 2010
Altered...realities
People...begging for release!
But it seems that no matter,
Where they turn,
They can never find their peace
It's stolen away,
Driving them to their knees!
(Stolen...dreams)
What are we doing?
What are we saying?
And where are we going to?
You say "Why does this matter?"
"Our dreams are shattered"
And hold out empty hands,
As your proof
What is stolen from one of us,
Is stolen from all of us,
And those empty hands...
Are the proof
Stolen...lives
Eyes opened...in surprise!
Meaning...hidden in disguise!
And it seems that no matter,
How much we beg and plead,
We see it blown away,
With a hurricane breeze
Stolen away from you and me!
(Stolen...dreams)
What are we doing?
What are we saying?
And where are we going to?
You say "Why does this matter?"
"Our dreams are shattered"
And hold out empty hands,
As your proof
What is stolen from one of us,
Is stolen from all of us,
And those empty hands...
Are the proof
Our lives are stolen!
Our loves are stolen!
Our dreams are stolen!
Our homes are stolen!
Everything we have, is stolen!
But our world wasn't stolen,
Because we sold it
What are we doing?
What are we saying?
And where are we going to?
You say "Why does this matter?"
"Our dreams are shattered"
And hold out empty hands,
As your proof
What is stolen from one of us,
Is stolen from all of us,
And those empty hands...
Are the proof
jlp July 20, 2008-Revised June 7, 2010
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erroneous
youre correct in
your contention that
any number of women
would happily take
my place in
your bed
where you err
is your assumption
that any of them
could come close
to replacing
me
Literature
wont
pain slides down
my back like
the hands of
a hated lover
one with whom
I'm so familiar
that I know
to dread
his
coming
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My Affair
I appreciate your willingness
to forgive me and take me back,
but I didnt say
I was coming back.
Im sorry I hurt you,
broke all the promises
encircling the third
finger of my left hand,
but I don't need the
excuses of hormones
or mid-life; I knew
what I was doing.
Yes, hes gone.
You tell me with
pity that he made
a fool of me,
but I see the
triumph in your eyes,
the joy in my
despair
that backlights
your face, that
justifies your
exulting
over the heartbreak
that I so thoroughly
deserve for making
you suffer.
Yes, hes gone.
Yes, Im broken,
my heart in pieces,
dust and ashes.
But
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what about when the thing that was stolen cannot be gotten back? When the stealing of that took a fundermental part of your very being?
That was what came to mind at the end of this... however, that';s due to our person experiance and the way it makes us veiw the world. In general I think this is very well written and has a good message
That was what came to mind at the end of this... however, that';s due to our person experiance and the way it makes us veiw the world. In general I think this is very well written and has a good message