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Heart beats
And thick lips remind me
I can not help it
That you've learned the perfect curves
Of my hips
Or taken hits off my bare chest
And I thought you would be there
Forever
But you have slipped
And I have forgotten why
So remind me once more
Why you're not my perfect kind
Fingers laced
Lost the meaning of how you taste
Crave the salt of your skin
And dream of you setting in
Where you belong
But I pause
Emotion aroused to deep to explain
And I'll never complain
As long as you hold me near
Kill away all of my fear
Give me memories of the love I lost
And beg for my feelings to halt
But they toss
In the ocean
Where my feet shoeless and wandering
Dig into the sand
You shrug as I reach for your hand
Even though my eyes still see straight through you.
Infatuation is a complication
When you've taken the stability from an innocent lady
But I blame you hardly for insanity
Only for a sweetness that wakes me every morning
To a cruel and unbearable place
But somewhere your arms are waiting
So I have no problem pausing
And giving as much time as it takes to decide why
My body constantly wails your name
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Stacie Brantley
I recently lost my twenty year old brother in a one vehicle car crash. I have been writing since I was almost eleven, but I suppose with perfect understanding my most recent works have involved the death of my brother and my coping. Sometimes it seems that it is my only way of coping. And sometimes I can not even write anything.
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Several excellent lines Brigette Pinkard | Oct 18th, 2004
Seems to flip-flop from lover to lost one
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