stardragon
Bluelighter
this is a poem i wrote in response to the first poem (a song actually) that anyone ever wrote about me
Beauty that burns
Music that sears
Even the thought of you
Brings me to tears
And as I weep
I wonder why
I can't write words
To make you cry
Where's the music?
Where's my muse?
She left me, she's long gone
Where's my word-trick?
My tongue can't choose
What words to dwell upon
I love those songs
I love those hands
That play as I watch
The falling sands
And as I watch
I wonder when
Those hands will touch
My heart again
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No drug, not even alcohol, causes the fundamental ills of society. If we're looking for the source of our troubles, we shouldn't test people for drugs, we should test them for stupidity, ignorance, greed and love of power. (P.J. O'Rourke)
Beauty that burns
Music that sears
Even the thought of you
Brings me to tears
And as I weep
I wonder why
I can't write words
To make you cry
Where's the music?
Where's my muse?
She left me, she's long gone
Where's my word-trick?
My tongue can't choose
What words to dwell upon
I love those songs
I love those hands
That play as I watch
The falling sands
And as I watch
I wonder when
Those hands will touch
My heart again
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No drug, not even alcohol, causes the fundamental ills of society. If we're looking for the source of our troubles, we shouldn't test people for drugs, we should test them for stupidity, ignorance, greed and love of power. (P.J. O'Rourke)
