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Talking Emotions
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The Los Angeles Music Magazine
2011-10-05 18:27:26 UTC
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Talking Emotions

Alone I shed
My sorrow’s plight.
I look for rapture
My soul's delight.
Echoes still pouncing
Each day anew.
My heart still rains,
Blue blue blue.
Each day each night,
Through toil and sinew,
My rain still fights,
It still loves you.
Image so gray
Such blinding sun,
Without your presence,
My life's a gun.
Shades so dark
Without your kiss,
No more mornings,
No more bliss.
I miss your glee.
I miss your smile.
I cannot sleep.
It's been awhile.
And though I'm void,
Each morning wake,
Your memories give birth,
Like my life's at stake.
I thought to venture,
To lay it on the line.
But my pride would not surrender,
I ran out of time.

By: Johnathan Leonard Mills
David George
2011-10-11 00:16:08 UTC
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On Oct 6, 7:27 am, The Los Angeles Music Magazine
Post by The Los Angeles Music Magazine
Talking Emotions
Line by line
I tread this earth
looking for love
looking for love,

hoping one day
to find the truth
looking for love
looking for love.

If I could write a better line
if I could make my words keep time
if I were anything but me
would this create a mystery?

I found you in the tender wind
in flowers and trees and native things
the sun shone down, a handy lamp
but placing you here was fraught.

Oh wounded soul. oh tortured heart,
oh hopes and dreams dashed to the core-
if could once meet you by chance
and felt I truly lived.
Post by The Los Angeles Music Magazine
Alone I shed
My sorrow’s plight.
I look for rapture
My soul's delight.
Echoes still pouncing
Each day anew.
My heart still rains,
Blue blue blue.
Each day each night,
Through toil and sinew,
My rain still fights,
It still loves you.
Image so gray
Such blinding sun,
Without your presence,
My life's a gun.
Shades so dark
Without your kiss,
No more mornings,
No more bliss.
I miss your glee.
I miss your smile.
I cannot sleep.
It's been awhile.
And though I'm void,
Each morning wake,
Your memories give birth,
Like my life's at stake.
I thought to venture,
To lay it on the line.
But my pride would not surrender,
I ran out of time.
By: Johnathan Leonard Mills
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