That's it? They're a friend of mine you know. He let is pass. He knew perfectly well how cold it was.
Let Them Die
Erase every cruel word you have ever heard Let them disappear into the abyss Never to be seen Nor heard from again Let them die with hatred In their hearts Corrupting their souls Some words are too cutting- Too harmful to be allowed To carry on -Kel Dayheart
Artificial Sweetner
Honey, you can keep crooning Those sweet nothings all you want But I'm not buying it I won't fall for flat flowery flattery It's like fake sugar No real value -Kel Dayheart
Adventures Await
Where is your sense of adventure? That longs to climb trees Travel off the beaten path And venture into the unknown -Kel Dayheart
Differences
The outcasts Of all the outcasts Is a very lonesome life But why, oh why Would we rather be With people like us Than meeting someone new -Kel Dayheart
Impossibly Beautiful
A fragile fragment Jagged in its brokenness It flickers and reflects The shining light It may show beauty But on its own It is too raw To be considered Anywhere near beautiful -Kel Dayheart
Forgotten Thoughts
Memories fade In and out Of clarity Some linger In the peripheral Clinging forever But mostly Everything is forgotten Into nothing -Kel Dayheart
Hush Now Don’t Cry
Why is it that? Whenever there is tragedy we try so very hard To stop crying To raise our heads up and pretend That our greatest wish Is not to crawl back into bed To have a nice long cry That we feel deep inside us But we will forever deny it -Kel Dayheart
Blackout #42
She was darkened whiskey.
Rebuttal
A blind man sees A deaf man hears That man is lying again Although I've never heard Him say a word -Kel Dayheart
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