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Let Me Save You Part 2 (another poem made with the use of Andrew McMahon titles)

This one's for you... You know who you are. I was a hostage with a restless dream to wake up and explore You traveled 'round the globes and maps just to open my locked doors. You unraveled my racing thoughts, casting lines into my mind Unlike the people running at full speed, leaving me behind. You found me as a broken bird who could never watch the sky You're the astronaut who released me and taught me how to fly I lived but a little piece of life until you rescued me I knew nothing of American love 'til you let me see all the thrills I was deprived of 'til your life with me you shared You took me dancing with a gun and I wasn't even scared. You said "I want to save you." Well, your wish has come true I'm ready for the world now 'cause I can spin through it with you.

Poem constructed with Andrew McMahon song titles

Let Me Save You... I know you don't want to be rescued And I'm no heroine but I want to save you. I'm ready to watch you unravel On a bad day. I'll help you travel If you need a holiday from real. I'll be the astronaut who takes you Up into space to see every star Like the time I took you for a spin after I woke up in a car. The roads were painted dark blue-- The mixed tape that I made for you Sat inside the pocket of my jeans And we slipped into the airwaves as you told me all your dreams. I was calm; you were a hurricane Until I told you, "you can breathe." This broken heart might feel bruised But it's not what it seems. Go ahead, roll down the window So you can see the lights and buzz 'Cause when I've reached the last straw Good news will meet me at my window I'll break myself to help you So let's sit and watch the sky Look at me and the moon And I won't make you cry. *Originally posted on this blog o

painted personalities

if makeup could modify attitude & not just appearance if a paintbrush and a palette could manufacture perseverance if lipstick could lead lips into genuine smiles and laughs if crying could be stopped with just cosmetic crafts if concealer could obscure all of the blemishes in pride the plagues of personality flaws would be so simple to hide. but altering pigments can't overshadow pain emotion cannot be eclipsed by the shimmer of a stain.

Won't Waste My Time

who dares commit a crime so wicked as wasting time reclined on a sick bed yet in the best of health? Who stares at window drapes closed so tight dreaming of escape as the day drifts into night and the world loses its wealth? who's scared to live their days, who won't face the earth? as the body prematurely decays trying to return the gift of birth and despairs over wasted time who's prepared for the daze that will remain upon the wasted face of anyone who lives this way oh that's no life of mine No, that's not the life for me When I've got a world to see So I won't waste my time...

Divorce

Divorce The bride and the groom were on the cake The steady candles didn't shake Nothing seemed to be a mistake Forever, so you'd never forsake Eachother.. That's what you said Lights flickered as the happiness spread No anxiety, there was nothing to dread And everything to hope for in days ahead. The honeymoon..What a special vacation The two of you buried in your own celebration. You didn't know that it was the preparation For your marriages coming cremation. Children..your supposed pride and joy, You always had wanted a girl and a boy... A family..though it isn't a toy Is quite simple to destroy. Divorce..can't believe this is the end Should have known your wounds were too wicked to mend. Should have known that you couldn't depend On each other..or was the love just pretend?