Given a diamond light
that shines on every scene
igniting what was dark
in a wonderful collage
trying to figure out
if your smile was my mirage
Truly in abyss
Falsely written as pure bliss
My mouth opens to the bittersweet air
I would love to think that you care
in my wonderful collage
sitting stoically
trying to figure out
if your smile was my mirage.
Always searching for dotted lines
Cross the T's and drop the I's
Leave the formality for informal goodbyes
Dress an angel up in dark
Scar an X where you left your mark
Because when everyone else goes to sleep
My breath stings with wounds so deep
I'm left dreaming in my wonderful collage
still trying to figure out
if your smile was my mirage
Memories filled with much disdain
heartfelt cells in a heartless brain
your presence begs for a jury to decide
to set free the innocent
or let the guilty confide
but for a hundred day's without your stare
and a thousand other's left to bare
lonely nights dont keep you warm
a million sound bytes like a stinging swarm
while im cowering in my wonderful collage
still trying to figure out
if your smile was my mirage
Draped about like strands of intent
no time to wonder where time went
your hair still haunts me
so straight and so long
the color only shaded
by our now mute song
and inbetween the T's
and underneath the I's
you left so fashionable
without room for goodbye's
But I'm always holding you
in my wonderful collage
not caring to figure out
that your smile was my mirage
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
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2 comments:
I didn't realize you'd written a new one, sorry it took so long. This one's good too, hehe, you used big words :P
*sits in awe* how do you do it? you make poetry such a well crafted art form.
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