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Adam Mott Feb 2014
Nothing ever grows
If I was a flower, you were my table
A vase crafted as a fable'
Who was the sun above
The roots, they run parallel
Who do you love?
Outside the water sings a spell
Who killed our love?
Lead the red carpet to the Ocean
Who do you breath now,
But my very name
Behind the ocular rise
Adam Mott Feb 2014
Feeling the call
With waves over my head
Echoes of smooth traces,
Your hands trailing softly across my skin

I'm still learning to cope,
Without your love at all
Oh, lost my heart and soul

Though I could one day move on, I still haven't given up on you
You were the first I loved
The only one to make me want forever
Love wasn't just a game to me
Though I don't know about you

Today was the fourth month since our Fall
Anywhere I look,
I see you

Say my name one last time,
My pretty little fool
Winter, Spring, Summer- Then the Fall...
Adam Mott Jan 2014
Revisited your familiar face today
Inspired and organic
Caused my heart to panic
I smiled, remembering I was once a romantic
Before my heart died
Something I had written long ago, decided to publish it now that I have some levity of emotion from that which previously dominated my very heart and soul.
Adam Mott Jan 2014
Listen very carefully
You were never sweeter than salty
That smile you used to use
Simply left an impression, a bruise

Oh, precious hours
Once happened all the time
Young at heart, no longer a teenager
Her teardrops are anything but endangered

Now I'm the one whom is elated
Though I'm still happy we dated
This dear little heart is fated
For pastures conjugated
I kinda enjoy writing from this perspective. I find it harder now that I'm no longer in Love. Still enjoy taking the occasional shot at the proverbial hoop.
Adam Mott Jan 2014
She's not here for the status quo
Started the journey early in life,
Worried, lonely, sick too
Oh, my baby is payed by the hour
Used to see her all the time,
Baby, once was mine
Now anyone can buy her love
Only costs a dime
Adam Mott Jan 2014
Down from the belfry
A gaze and a smile
Poignancy trailing its way to my chin
Everybody seems so far away
Oh, the ground seems so friendly
Yet, I can't look away from the sky
I'm just a boy
'and it's too soon to say goodbye
Bridging lives
Adam Mott Jan 2014
What's the price to pay,
An eye for an eye?
This question, it ruminates
Echoing off the sound in this quiet isle
Nothing quite like the enemy
Just like you want to be,
Clearly

Soul too shallow
I was your remedy,
Now I'm just another enemy
Remedies and Enemies all as well
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