People want more Of me Than I am Willing to give -Kel Dayheart
Insincere
You can make a promise Or declaration or oath Or even a pinkie swear But it is empty words If there are no feelings behind them -Kel Dayheart
Bold Remembrance
The feel of silk against my skin Reminds me, always Of that one night We shared without the fear Of the morning light -Kel Dayheart
Wrapped Around Your Finger
You have compromised me I can't think Objectively any more -Kel Dayheart
Your Brilliant Light
Your smile is made Of pure sunshine Please let me burn -Kel Dayheart
Poison Kiss
Her ruby red lips Concealed her repulsive tongue That was coated with poison- A poison she couldn't wait To unleash on the world -Kel Dayheart
No Missed Calls
I murdered my phone It didn't even scream It went quietly And no one noticed For weeks on end -Kel Dayheart
Blackout #125
Men shyly approached the seated girls to dance.
Given Power
Criticize is just a word It holds no more power Than any other string of letters Words are meaningless Yet somehow, someway We let it sink in And it offends us more Than any physical blow could Words only have power If we give them it -Kel Dayheart
Where it Went
When everything turns out Wrong, oh so wrong And you are left In a tornado of broken pieces Wondering where it went Wrong, oh so wrong -Kel Dayheart
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