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Dafremen
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(an Open Mike session in 7 parts..and counting) Bitterness Bitter hints Betray the silence dropping From my bitter lips Replayed the final consequence of being this Doing this Then chased away the memories that leave a stain Reflections that remain are all but washed away In the flood of raw emotions twisting Twirling in my brain between the tides Below the highs, above the lows And where it goes from there It seems the future only knows The present, I'm afraid Has never seen that distant road And the past knows nothing more than what was left behind.
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Dafremen
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Come lover Tap upon my screen Come now then, wrap around my skin Come help me breath Please click the corners of the windows Popping up inside my brain Help them be still Then take your fill of what my heart may have in store But remember this, if you will my bitter lover: I'm no open door I'll walk away Just turn away to face what fate may call the consequence I won't repent or bend my knee To be a part of this Still there's a spark within my heart that sputters Stutters first and then Begins to burn again Its tiny flame leaves one to hope perhaps For love without the pain For a soothing taste of drops less bitter
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Dafremen
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But the bittersweet embrace of you around me Stills the air Stops time on a dime and halts My throbbing chest Just long enough to reach and catch a breath Snatch a breath mixed with your sweet scent Not bitter at all once the moment's spent This that heaven sent to tempt and comfort Fill with wonder and tears of joy these eyes This tender after-dusk surprise This body's word unto the wise Abandon hope of any compromise all ye who enter You'll find no censure here, my dear Just the bitterness your scented favor melts away Just the coldness warming to your gentle sway Drops of sweet refreshment Which wash the bitterness away.
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Within that rhyme once lost to time Can you hear the distant rumble Can you hear the misted thunder's drops of Scorpio rain? Can you feel the surging swell within us breaking once again? Followed by the smooth accelerated pace of droplets Trickling to linger, mingling on our skin Can't you feel the rain? Can't you feel the coolness of it seeking out your autumn thirst? Can't you feel it's need to penetrate the warm September earth? To quench the need of earth and rain To cool the fires, to still the pain Treacle bittered by the past Is sweetened in this way And when the rains have come at last The bitter's swept away Leaving nothing save the clasp of hands between us to betray Heat driven rythymic revelation shared In Scorpio rain
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Are they ever dark Such nights as these? Does evening's twilit ever come With your scent Still lingering on the breeze? Could faster beating hearts replace The pounding passion lying there Set sprung to crouch Yet crouched then sprung Upon the magic light reflecting Off your fragrant hair as moonlight Changes guard with sunlight's fading rays Will there be other days? I cannot know, I cannot chance it Cannot know What mysteries dance in With warm November rain Just know the pain The autumn burn had left me yearning Then you came.. With your late autumn rain And while your soothing drops come somewhat bitter Tender is your name Your bitter's sweetness is betrayed Along with fallen sunlight Moonlight fallen Whispering my name That I partake of thoughts And drops awaited: Sweet November rain
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To curse the gods Then shout their name On hands and knees Beseech and plead For warm November rain I cannot know the depths of such This burning echoed off the hills Into the farthest plunging heart That calls and draws me closer still This pampered pain This molted skin that breathes And bleeds for you into The heart of Tolkien's Simarils I cannot speak This tongue falls flattened Flattery will get me nowhere You know my soul You see my heart You live my mind and words The sound of your sweet bitter tea The dearest drops I've ever heard.
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I could not know the depths to which Your burning, yearning hurt you so I didn't feel the curl and peel Of burning slowly growing cold A man am I, a gentle soul Yet still, how can I be with you And at the same time leave this place To find a Moon to give you too? I cannot break that promise dear How could I leave that open door? When left behind in body here Your heartbeat's call tugs at me more I cannot be away forever Can only stand the things I can Yet he who stands upon your doorstep Awaits an answer, soul in hand Along with your pride What of that dear? With you I cannot hide in here For every man must seize the day A man I am in every way Today, tomorrow, yesterday And so I sought to make you proud And in so doing, found your tears I left your warm November rain To find December's waiting here Yet every winter calls to spring And so my bitter sweetest one When I return, and you are near Twas warmth within your springtime sun The burning for my tender one And bitter drops that called me here.
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stork daddy
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you need a guitar...
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Got one for my birthday. Wrote my first song based on the music first: days_that_passed_through_summertime Now I need to learn to play the damned thing.
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nom
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happy_and_sad i looked it up, he was right
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sweetbitter
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unhinged
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in_the_wake_of_lamentable_tides
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what's it to you?
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