Thorns Of Love

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Desert Of Love

Sun rises above the lines of the ocean, off on the farthest ridge of my view. Clean, crisp air, with the gossamery taste of salt from the sea. Reflection of the day to come, memories of the nights and days before. Dreams of love, memories of sorrow. echoes of your voice. Open is my chest of love, bare is my heart, with no armor. Dive in, dive in my sparrow, show the vulture of dreams. Release then kill me, your long talons of words that say I love you. Then your strike, between my blinded open arms. Blind sided am I of a love, that does not exist, except in my heart alone. My life picked apart by this vulture, through my skin, heart, and soul, clean to my bones. Here I lay once a man, with pride and untold joys, now I sit as a used no longer wanted toy. Just pickings of a vulture in the desert of love.

Bloody Heart

I have a bloody heart
But I’m not a liberal
I have a bloody heart
But a conservative I am not
I have a blood heart
My pain goes away everyday
I have a bloody heart
You want to know why where do I start?
I have a bloody heart
Life goes on so should I or should I not complain?

Copyrighted December 7,1997

Burning

Burning deep in ones soul
A fire without control
The horrid pains of love and lust
Turn your dreams to lost trust
Scream pains of evermore
Turning your soul into a whore
This is the pain I live each day
As the chance of our love moves farther away
The burning of my heart to nevermore
Now I walk into another closing door
My love always burning me in the end

Written By Dwayne Talkington November 20,1997
(Copyrighted)

Cried Dry

Dancing in the rain drops
As tears drop from my eyes in the sky
My head in the clouds
Watching my dreams blow by
Wandering and wondering where is reality
As another day drifts by
Lost is my heart
As I fall from the sky
No more dreams
And so many tears
My eyes have cried dry

Copyrighted November 1997
By Dwayne Talkington(LIESFEARS)
All rights reserved

Pray Tell Prey

Pray tell is the spirit of love gone bad
The sins of ones heart in agony
I walk in my souls light in day
But I fear the loneliness of the night
Scorned is my heart from it’s pains
Tis this the joys of life
Tis not
I fear this heart of mine
Has suffered once to many times
And turned it’s pains in on me
Pray tell now I am the prey of my own heart

Copyrighted December 1997

Pain N Able

Dark shadows haunt my mind
As destinies twisted knife carves my heart
And agonies of fate bury my soul
Twisted is the path I lead
Now empty is my life
For my innocence is lost
Even though nothing wrong is what I've done
I lost the one I hold so dear
This pain I call life has just begun

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