Imprisoned in a Cubicle

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Where are all the Aces in the deck of cards?
the 3 of clubs, 5 of hearts, the Jack of spades
Ten games of solitaire all victorious for all the diehards.
For me, repetitious like the ruffles on the gowns adorned by bridesmaids.

Imprisoned in a cubicle barely functioning from nine to five.
Unpleasant like the time my bare foot stepped on a burning cigarette
To heal the pain in my foot and the pain in my heart, I did strive
Tears streamed down my face as I cried for Momma; I could never forget

Forget the time my father's fist swung at her immaculate face
An "accident" he called it but I was smart enough to know
The truth about why he left carrying his brown suitcase.
That lowlife tarnished my family and left my mother for a hoe.

Imprisoned in a cubicle barely functioning...

Toothy Grin

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In a red room I lie, peace of mind, pleasantly silent
Oh moon, your light shines through the window
A million miles away from here, so distant
A million lifetimes away, can you see me down below?

Blissfully beaming, you are my only source of light
Oh beautiful moon, you smile so brightly at me.
Your alluring night sky so extensive yet so finite
With balls of fire shaped like stars, shining with beauty.

I can hear the lustful lovers talking and laughing
Twenty states away from here, twenty moons away from here.
Ten states away I can hear hearts breaking.
Ten centimeters away, I realize it is mine; to me it's still unclear.

Why.

Stolen Heartache

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On that cold dreary Saturday night,
As I listened to the violent thuds of my heart
I peered out the window and saw a street light.
Suddenly remembering why we are apart.

Last November you told me you loved me.
Although I heard the lies in your voice,
So blinded by your charm, I chose not to see.
The words you uttered were just noise.

Empty noise from a stolen heartache
That I borrowed from you long ago
It wasn't yours to steal or take
But you never did care, sadly no.

My chest bled and seeped through my sweater.
The only piece of clothing you ever gave me
You couldn't even spring for something leather.
That's what I meant to you, cheap and lousy.

Delusions Illusions Hallucinations

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Oh heavens! Your beautiful horizon I see.
Like lilacs spread across the bright sky.
Your beauty captivates me
Like needles to my heart when I cry.

Your roads, they wind to the curves of the earth
Of hopes and dreams coming far too soon.
Of visions rising and falling. Birth.
Birth of the stars, sun and moon.

Hearts breaking and hearts beating
to a quiet desolate song
The absence of sound repeating
on roads unfrequented, long.