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@mh4poems
Concession (song chorus wip)
Is this love or am I just placating
My grief so it’s not overstaying
Its welcome?
Is this passion or infatuation
Engendering my situation?
I seldom
I seldom make concession for myself
I’ve never been more
Conflicted than when
I thought about you and
Wanted to be held
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A handshake, a hug, a fist bump
I’m not wrong for wanting more, but I would be wrong to pursue it
Thank you for your honesty
song wip i started today
it’s been said that a person is a tapestry of everyone who’s ever impacted them
as fate would have it, this next person knows how to knit
I've never been one for coffee or tea
But the way this girl's smile radiates, I'm reconsidering my stance
Perhaps a cup with her might change my mind
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I dreamt of your head on my shoulder
We told each other the other was missed
We sat together in my passenger car seat
A wistful subconscious remiss
Found this digging through my old writing. I have no clue who this was written about, but I really like it.
My sadness is not indescribable
“Indescribable” implies a lack of understanding
“Indescribable” implies I am not intimately familiar with it
“Indescribable” implies it is incomprehensible and therefore cannot be undone
My sadness is readily describable
Laying in that old sleigh bed
I whispered into the receiver
“I’m yours, I’m yours…”
Sitting in these old church rafters
I realize how naĂŻve I was
I’m sorry, I’m sorry…
I’m still finding traces of you in places I never expected to look
I once invited you into every nook and cranny of my heart
Why should I be surprised to see your dead skin cells in my floorboards?
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You still occupy my idle thoughts
Invasive species, you pretty bird
Fly away, fly away
Go make your noise in another sanctuary