Three little wordsI haven't written in a while The tears are rolling down your face I've changed a lot in form and style You smile through water, full of graceThree little words
I hope that you will like my verse Your lips are parting just a touch It's lyrical, not quite so terse Your tongue mops up your saline rush
It's hasn't changed its subject, though I hear your voice is cracked and worn It's still the things I keep below And when I hear it I'm reborn
I still can't say the things I mean Your words are what I need to hear I hold them and I feel unclean As your brea
Equality for What?You tell me to be angry.Equality for What?
You tell me that I'm owed a life
The same as them,
With pronouns shuffled, changed and neutered
Just for me.
You tell me that's my right:
To love, to fuck, and then to wed,
To be a part of two as one,
Then to become the children of the sun
Just me and mine.
You tell me that a right exists,
Denied to me, of him and him
As him and her have.
'Equalness!' you scream, and cry
To get the things you like and want
Denied you by some acccident of birth.
I do not understand: What is the point &nbs
Pixels Through TearsThe screen before my eyes is swimming slow The page that is contained within appears And swimming slow with aid of icy tears It blurs and changes, right from yes to no.Pixels Through Tears
I click 'delete' and click 'remove' and wait: 'This change may take five minutes to appear Upon your page' the disembodied sneer Of Tom, or Frank or Harry, Jeeves or Kate.
The wishes that I wish so fervently Were once anathema to my young mind And now I wish that life would be so kind And bring my family right here to me.
And fractured memories, and events still yet To happen sit
Timeless moments...In the timeless moments, That; i have spent with you, shutters have swung wide, and let the sky shine through. AS sunlights shaped the smiles on lips meant to collide, the air has often sweetened, and the music swelled inside.Timeless moments...
In these perfect moments, when there were only two, shadows folded beneath us, and whispers told the truth: Surroundings were ignored,
Macabre
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