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but my dear, you have such beautiful eyes, why keep them closed?

all you see is me standing in the doorway not the two hour drive it took me to get there or the change i spent hours rummaging through couches for just to find enough to get gas or the two hour drive im going to have to make to get home no you dont see… Continue reading but my dear, you have such beautiful eyes, why keep them closed?

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Stay

I try and I try (cause I’m) Hoping one day you’ll see (that I) Could care less of the fame Or money (So) When you open your eyes (darlin’) I’ll be standing right here (holdin’) Onto all of the love I have To share But if you You no longer want to try I won’t… Continue reading Stay

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hoping—a messy poem

she sits there hoping heart in one hand soul in the other waiting for the day where it gets easier where there's no more tears no more heartache and no more hunger for a better life she sits there praying that it's closer than she thinks looking beyond the horizon sun slowly sinking into the… Continue reading hoping—a messy poem

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life is a highway—a messy poem

Pushing 80 on the freeway With all the windows down Blasting The Chainsmokers through the auxiliary chord Hoping it drowns out the sound in my head The silence I feel empty. He says I take things to the extreme That I get defensive --I get mean And most times I only prove him right by… Continue reading life is a highway—a messy poem

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Oh, baby, baby, it’s a wild world

The grass is always greener on the side you never make it to. At least, that's what I used to think. But he says I've got it wrong. That the grass is always greener on the side you choose to water. And all at once, my world changed. I looked at him and smiled. Asked… Continue reading Oh, baby, baby, it’s a wild world

Dear Jehovah,

Dear Jehovah,

Guide me to him; pave me a route to follow where he ends up at the end of it. A yellow brick road through the woods, a sleepy meadow, and a wicked castle where I'll fight for my life just to make it home. Because there's no place like home. There's no place like home. There's no place like home. Close my eyes and click my heels three times and when I open them, let him be there. Jehovah, let him be my home.