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Monday, February 5, 2007
Subject: the monster to me
Time: 7:34:27 AM EST
Author: unwanted2angel
Mood: Sad
oh sit me in a corner sit me for a while
i have my head aching seems it does that with style
i don't complain why take that smile off my face
it is one of those things i put in their place
with the broken heart i try to hide except here
i let out my misery to those who say dear
it will get better yet to me it never does
i wish i was someone who was popular because
it would be nice to be someplace with someone to share
it may even make me feel they could care
for the thing i am some days i am a monster to me
this is one of those as you can well see
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Subject: gray haired angel's visit
Time: 7:30:21 AM EST
Author: unwanted2angel
Mood: Quiet
changing my radio station putting on my clothing
work is about ready to be calling
I will stand smile on my face
and greet everyone who comes to my place
standing bowing a graceful figure in blue
long hair swept back as i tend to do
glasses freshly cleaned perched down my nose
because they never stay up oh well heres the rose
i can smell it oh sweet it is so close to me now
i know that voice yep it is there anyhow
i put on my happy face hey my favorite lady is there
she has a rounded shape and gray in her hair
she smiles says hey sunny i know it is aimed for me
she thinks she is old but that is not who i see
she is like a little wise angel a nice voice to hear
sometimes i wish she were a little younger
i would flirt like a silly man but that is just me
i am very used to being who they want me to be
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Subject: painted on my face
Time: 7:25:34 AM EST
Author: unwanted2angel
Mood: Sad
rainbows following a shadow
dreams never to follow
oh haunt me dreams that don't let me sleep
as into my history I keep
for I know what I did It shows daily
as I wait and wait through life going on for me
as if auto pilot and no hope is there for a new change
when your like I am stuck in the same brain
as the music pores off fingertips to no one there
Sometimes aimed to the empty chair
with the plates you don't set out kept shined bright
as if some one would come into sight?
do you see the hope you once had it is long died
sometimes it is like the end of the ride
for you remember not all so long ago when life took a turn
and someone else got what you wished to earn
well you lost sucker should have been top of your game
says the evil half of whats left of your brain
and you hear that inward laugh you deserve this
so shine up a bit and wait the next one you will still miss
so you stop looking what is the hope to find one anyway
sometimes you miss the best you should have and it is just one of those days
so i may sound down oh well that is me
part of why i wasn't fit to keep as you see
so i will go back to the happy land
where smiles are painted on
and write what every one wants to read along
so hang on to your hats and hold your seat
i will be just what you want me to be
alone and unaided accept my smile will be in place
yep there it goes painted on my face
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Time: 7:17:20 AM EST
Author: unwanted2angel
writing a clue a quill
wishing wondering what is next will
will it rip me or heal me where is the blessing long promised
as you wonder did i cause all this
when the romantic songs are filling up the air
and everyone says they care
yet no calls no cards no friends at the door
sometimes it seems your no more than a extinct dinosaur
a oddity put on display
with nothing left to say
with kids hopping up and down rushing too and fro
not listening not caring why even try to do it so
when they grow up and move away no one bothers to call
till on their faces they fall
then it is i need money just a hundred or two
i knew parent i could count on you
but those many years with nothing they seem to forget
as you struggle your self to not regret
as you walk through life wishing it was a little different
you realize most of this is just your own blame oh well lament
for it does you nothing as you sit alone
with the dust gathering on your phone
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Subject: waking
Time: 7:13:39 AM EST
Author: unwanted2angel
Mood: Sad
waking sitting waking past midnight
wondering pausing nothing going right
with health on the edges and nerves well frayed
one more thing to do today
listing your bills line them up fine
knowing the money is going as you try to stuggle on to be on time
as bills are collected and finally a couple get paid
as you wonder what other plans fate has laid
so day dream a moment then off to work you go
as bills lay unanswered oh well i am slow
with stamps yet to purchase and life yet to live
you wonder which side will give
your sanity or your heart to some wish ful romance
life is a long drawn out dance
with some music faster and some so slow
you ponder think and off through it you go
with some saying there is guidence from way up above
and your prayers all say just this.. I need love
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Subject: sweetly sad
Time: 7:09:32 AM EST
Author: unwanted2angel
Mood: Quiet
sweet romance once i dared dream
of something I can not obtain
why because I am who I am
and have yet myself to command
One day they claim my turn will come
but till then what is life where do I run?
If my feet tangle and down I go
with no place no direction to show
with no ray to brighten and no sweet words to hear
when each radio is more of the same dear
oh wait there is no one listening a soft voice whispers
as you fight what you should not bother to hear
and you welcome those noises of those moving about
as they wake for a day and shout
where are my shoes hey that is my sweater today
you don't have the heart to say go away
as the radio puts on don't **** with my heart
and the beat starts to show your alive
You half want to sing along but you know the kids will laugh
yet your done in the cold of winter with that path
your alive like or not
and not a bit of complaining will that stop
so you say okay one more day in the grind
as you prepare for work where you seem to live most your time
even when it is behind your mind goes there
for it is better than being mindful of here
your smile well known
people think you have a happy home
but sweetly sad you hid what you feel
as you wait for romance to finally be real
taking yourself to the limit and pushing more
saying one day love will be at my door
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Subject: hearts on sleeves
Time: 7:03:31 AM EST
Author: unwanted2angel
Mood: Quiet
hearts on their sleeves boxes filled
with things they want to say their mind is riddled
they don't realize it is just all year long
they pick one day to try to belong
with hopes held high some sit alone
watching waiting by a unringing phone
with no images to keep accept those long gone
it is one more day with the same old song
as the song lonely plays
you wonder what they would bother to say
but there will be no call this year
in this day of romance and cheer
for one is alone when one has to be
seems there are things i still need to see
though the days never return
my life of love I have yet to earn
so with sweet wishes and dreams yet undone
I wait till I am the improved one
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Thursday, February 1, 2007
Subject: one true kiss
Time: 6:31:54 AM EST
Author: unwanted2angel
Mood: Quiet
sweet is the sound of that morning kiss
wanting missing so much is this
to wish to hold to keep to share
wanting more love than i find out there
not to be greedy but it is a must
to find true love one you can trust
so many moments i regret of my past
when i thought love was there but it did not last
oh the echos of fighting followed by tears
but it is the season to wish and to stare
into the future what is out there for me
the broken hearted unpleasant to be
so i am here sitting my emotions do twist
as i long for that one true loving kiss
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Tuesday, November 7, 2006
Subject: give up on it all say the voices
Time: 7:09:34 AM EST
Author: unwanted2angel
Mood: Sad
Music: HAMADRYAD: WATERHOUSE HYMN
swirling colors set before the wind
time of dying deep with in
set to the unsaid shame
is the guilt the blame
the thoughts remain
when they destroy the brain
there into the deep they keep
the agony is no more than a place of seep
oh sip the agony of the truth
and let it rip through
there it will remain like tainted flesh
into a night of hell no rest
oh sit sullen and withdrawn for safety unabuse
no words to speak with a tongue of no use
there is nothing left to do
for what can you say but your blue
oh with draw the unknown for is it not the same pain
is part of the flesh your trapped in the insane
as the wind rips new sounds and voices rise
like a crazed song you can survive
the running of the mind is like the torment of the feet
into the race you take yourself with no less than pure speed
there into the image you see the colors swirl
like the pain you can't throw furled
ready like coiled viper to strike you wait the blow
and into the voices you fall and go
there into the colors of the truth you know
there is only the cold you live so
there with one leg wrapped into the satin of regret
you go yet
run oh run runner till the fall has come
run oh runner see the trail you can not complete
there as hurdles to leap come you jump offer jumper take wing
into the fray of minds winnings
with a race the looser the victor
the victor is the looser and pain is the only reward
does anyone hear the pain you feel as you mouth unheard
seeing the colors of the sounds you hear
and putting up the music to chase them away dear
oh hear them screaming the day is dawned
and no light is found in you soul
as the hell has come and you were the fool
there as betrayer becomes your image again
you let him in
you know it is your sin speaking in soft tones
you know you let him in oh let him drown
there into the dark inked waters and into your heart you die
there stands the deaths dark eye
toe to toe eye to eye
fire to fire you let it burn and die
for is it not time to be one less when you let him come
you lead him here with the dancers grace
oh let the grave sing your name and your banner be no more
as death comes hating at your door
his sneer is your own face the hilt does gleam
into the agony you scream
bury yourself of silken warrior you were just weak and afraid
into the hatred you wandered lost in no more than a day
hate yourself for the truth you hold
then hid yourself till it is done in less bold
tie the fashion to the agony and let it be complete
the nerves fractured the soul torn to pieces
the sudden stopping of breathing can you see it
with rainbows and colors torn and shattered
no reality remains for me can be seen repeatedly
what was part of me
falls into the below times and view up is insane
for what can fall and return to be
what it had been in life there into the deep the view is horrid and pain
the agony is all that can remain.
like lava burned skin the mind is torn
no one can walk my path i walk alone
and into the deep i go home
there into what i was written to be long to
i realized all those voices were the ones that loved me not
who guided me to this very spot
into their words do i fall
as i give up on it all
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Thursday, November 2, 2006
Subject: the first meeting of love
Time: 5:14:44 AM EST
Author: unwanted2angel
Mood: Hopeful
I need you, long ago i met a dream i wanted to see
walking bending sweet as could be
could fate allow such a mix
myself in need of loves fix
would I fit the mold and be able to stay
or should i turn walk away
such a mix of mind to heart
not exactly making me impart
see I don't believe in who I am
not the best sort of man
but I try does it really show
or should I change I want to know
There should be some sort of easy way
to know if I do good each day
I just stood I could not stop
wondering as your look did top
from over the book you had open in front
I just knew that sudden launch
of heart and soul into my throat
there was not a slight chance so remote
that I could not fall deeply in love
praising all those above
for eyes speak volumes and so did yours
as you smiled I am yours ever more
Thank you dear for saying I Do
showing I could have someone like you.
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