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  Jun 2016 Darrel Weeks
Akira Chinen
The crumbling of paper
The burning of ink
The breaking of hearts

Tear tear tear
That love letter apart

Silence is golden
No word
And no prayer

Tear tear tear
That love letter apart

Don't say it again
And again and again
Its going to wear thin
Don't let them see
The tears on your chin

Tear tear tear
That love letter apart
Before it begins

...

But my hands won't listen
And my heart doesn't mind the breaking
And my soul likes writing
With burning ink best
This love won't crumble
This paper can't tear
I can't stop dreaming
Of what I'm feeling
Every time I put
Pen to paper
To write
That love letter
That no hand or fate
Could
Tear tear tear
Apart
And I just have to say it
From the highest mountain
And deepest seas
From above the clouds
And off the wings of birds
From the songs of heaven
And the seductions of hell
I have to say it again and again
Because its the only
Truth that I have
And truth that I know
I'll say it with my last
Dying breath
And say it again
From my ghostly dust
I'll say it forever
And forevermore

...

*I Love You
Darrel Weeks Jun 2016
A beautiful rose grows on a grave
It is tendered by the remorseful
Caressed by the breeze
Hidden by the moon
Vivid in flame in summer
Innocent in existence by winter
Under the named stone
The eternal love that rests below
Opens its soul
Offers its heart to the petal
Darrel Weeks Jun 2016
Your beauty is untouchable
Eyes as blue as the tear
That falls to be caught
Within a web of silk

Your love is unreachable
Unless this heart can be unlocked
An emotional  explosion that's blows
This blinded  man apart  

You have always been this way
Darrel Weeks Jun 2016
We all lie to a beggar
When asked if we have some to spare
If we did not have to spare
Then we too would be beggars
Darrel Weeks Jun 2016
Untruths and illusion we two are
You bestow on us how you want it to be
So We will give the perception that you are
And take your soul so we are three

We buy the heart with a broken coin
Offer a dream where else belongs
A lie is a truth when deceit Is born
When we are gone you sing a hollow song
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