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 Aug 2013 Sarah Antilope
Eliza
Tears
 Aug 2013 Sarah Antilope
Eliza
Just let the tears
fall free from my eyes.

I'm starting to get tired
of silent cries.

I'm getting sick
of telling lies.

Let the tears fall free from my eyes.

*(n.d.)
I like to get lost in my dreams
To escape reality
To live in my other world
Where I can create my own beautiful and wild life
Because sometimes,
Dreams really are better than reality
My lover asks me:
"What is the difference between me and the sky?"
The difference, my love,
Is that when you laugh,
I forget about the sky.
He told me that, he'd always love me, but it was just a broken promise,
With his broken promises he cut my heart with his piercing looks
With his piercing looks he'd manage to captivate the hearts of many girls
When captivated i wanted to be his #1
I'd always hope he'd remember the first time we spoke,
The first time we made each other laugh,
and the first time I told him he wasn't funny and then he tried to prove me wrong

Now the only thing he will remember
The last time we spoke
Made each other laugh
And our last kiss
 Aug 2013 Sarah Antilope
w4nie5tu
If you looked inside her heart
You’d find a deep cavern
A lonely spirit trembling in the corner
If someone strums her heartstrings
A spirit quakes in fear
of loving, of falling, of being broken

She has made many mistakes
Doesn’t want to repeat
She has been dropped once
Shattered to pieces
Lie scattered on the floor
Like the pieces of a puzzle unsolved

She is terrified of love
Afraid she would not be able to solve the puzzle
Eventhough she has all the pieces
She needs to take a chance
and find a spark of courage

If you looked inside her heart
You’d find a not-so-empty cave
A hopeful spirit curled in the corner
Looking up to find a light
In that light she sees the picture
And is finally able
to solve the puzzle

{ n.j }
Infinity, that's how long love last?
It's a never ending process.
Forever, that's how long love last?
It's a joy.
It's a test.

Storms will come.
Tears will flow.
But love travel a never ending road.

It's faithful.
It's true.
It brings you down.
Plus, also lift up you.

It wasn't created to be mean.
It wasn't designed to be cruel.
It does get credit for us acting like a fool.

One day, it can be so sweet.
Occupying many of your dreams.
Oh, love.
It forever be the source of joy we seek.
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