False Attempts At The Old Scottish Jig

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False attempts at the old Scottish jig
Distant past lingering – nothing wise
She was never the heroine you always needed
Finally gave up after all those tries
Beauty’s eye was never truly blind
Having been lied to, left you distraught
Perpetual cycles now cold & mean
Never the quality you had always thought
Smile inward, you are the crowned victor
Playing their game with the cards dealt
Karma worms its way into a deserving soul
They’ll never know how your true love felt

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Drinking The Spilled Ink

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Drinking the spilled ink

Anything for a touch of inspiration

The metal nib scratches the paper

Leaving behind unused insinuation

Touting such triumphs to the Heavens

Coming to these waters to galvanize

Words reign down with invigoration

& finally finding absolution within thine eyes

Revealing Our Secrets

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Revealing our secrets
Like what’s between the cushions
The skeletons come dancin’
Down in the groove: straight ambushin’
Shaking’ their bones in colorful Chucks
With nothin’ to hide in the light of the moon
Stripped of clothing & pretense; we’re all exposed
Together truthfully, finally singin’ the same sweet tune

Focused On Your Insignificant Flaws

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Focused on your insignificant flaws
In which no one else will ever see
Characteristics making you unique
Unchain your conscious & live free
Allow someone to finally love you
Let them express how they truly feel
No longer settle for defective models
Expect a beautiful life to always be real

She Was Telling Stories About Her Darker Creases

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She was telling stories about her darker creases
Seaside jaunts with a tireless string of boys
Social classifications leaving us feeling abused
Systematically wearing down a soul without any noise
Searching for fun in spite of former cuts & bruises
Sensations nearing proportions of hazy juvenile tales
Snapping to after another round of spirited friends
Sold on a notion even though our memory may fail
Sandy journeys bring us back to where we were lost
Still meandering around the area we remember most
Striking out to change the way our life unfolded
Stagnant when we finally return back from the coast

False Attempts At The Old Scottish Jig

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False attempts at the old Scottish jig
Distant past lingering – nothing wise
She was never the heroine you always needed
Finally gave up after all those tries
Beauty’s eye was never truly blind
Having been lied to left you distraught
Perpetual cycles now cold & mean
Never the quality you had always thought
Smile inward, you are the crowned victor
Playing their game with the cards dealt
Karma worms its way into a deserving soul
They’ll never know how your true love felt

Outlawed Poets Writing Of Things We Cannot Discuss

Outlawed poets writing of things we cannot discuss

Hiding out from society for all these years

Push them further away from anything real

They’re no longer human, those aren’t real tears

Becoming everything you never wanted to be

When did you become the instrument of all this pain

Working the outskirts of the foreign cities

You’re gonna be lost when it finally starts to rain

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