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Sexy Motherfucker

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Sexy motherfucker up on the stage
I put pen to paper and ruin the page
With all that I yearn for in the night
You’re one kind of trauma I don’t have to fight
As you sing with your heart and soul
And I feel the ache in the place I am not whole 
In the summer of a winter’s glen
Will this happen to me again 
If I don’t swim in ocean water
Trying to be a good daughter
And adhere to the lines 
If I’ve said it once I’ve said it a thousand times 
Skiing down the hill
Against the force of the brutal will
That seems to hold us all at bay
And it is not okay
Just to swim in that sea
Is it that you’re talking to me
When you commit me to a room
And I become familiar with the realm of doom
As it beats on my door 
Telling me it wants me more 
Than any earthly thing could contain
The paint is stripped by acid rain 
As it pours down in sheets 
The car is ruined and the sheep bleets

Epiphany

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I don’t know if it’s the meds or the enlightenment 
But I’m feeling detached
And it’s the kinda road there’s no way back
And I’m just standing in the queue
And the one I’m waiting for is you
And he’s singing his soul and I wish he was mine
Why do I do this all of the time 
Coz it’s impossible, he’s on the stage
And the girls are screaming like he’s all the rage 
And his hair is long and his locks are pretty
And I would love to rule this city
But he’s a triad long past going
I remember UCD when it was snowing
And the boy I loved back then
The fittest male on repeat again
As my heart tells me to be who I am
Like Kilglass chasing Sam 
For the thousandth time
I make my own pain rhyme
And it is longing and it is desire 
He sets my soul on fire 
With his softly so
There are deserts that I would go
Just to meet him at the gate
I dunno why I wait
For the perfect scene 
Like it could be in a dream
Like I made of you
But the urge is pulling the needle through 
And it’s sewing a seam
Threading a quilt with what’s spilt, it seems 
And the love’s in the wanting
But there’s something in me that’s haunting 
Every step I take 
It’s what happens when the demon wake

2007

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In 2007 I saw you on the stage
That was the year before I start to age
And grow into the skin I’ve earned
I touched the sun and, baby, I was burned
Though it’s as though I’m lit from within
And in the time before I still knew him
In my thoughts, in my words, in the page
You dance before me like it’s all the rage
And I take a note out of your book
I think forever deserves a second look