Charlotte Ambrosia

we read these beautiful writings
we dream those imaginative poems
with the word and letter structure so perfect
it is almost a need to call our own
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She has more respect for me then I will ever know,
For she’s at my side where ever I maybe,
Where there is light to be found she is there,
But when there is not, there is only me,
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Where have all the dreamers gone
The lilac petals’ winters fall
Piece by piece the roads pull back
To substitute an arrival lack
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I feel like I am standing. No…Drowning three feet under water.
Screaming for help. But no one seems to be coming.
I feel like my own Carbon is filling my lungs
The more I try to push the water away from my mouth the more air I loose.
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Lilac petals of winters fall,
And to the blind whose seen it all.

For the sailors destination reached
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the sun sets in the east
with it goes the warm embrace of love
the night brings no stars
most chicago nights seldom do
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If I should die tomorrow, before I go
Here is some truths I want the world to know
My name is not important, nor the hand in which I write
My past no honorable mention, as a matter of fact lets not drag it in to the light
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Apparently when its comes to love I am the villain,
I am a thief to a man's heart,
I think I am in love, yet I don’t know if I am,
The victim is always right,
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Somethings will never be the same,
we've gone too far forward to turn back now.
posioned is the mind that believed you.
That kid behind the smile you thought you knew,
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i know that you are busy
no really i understand
but could you take just a few seconds
at least see what came from my hand
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under none existant skies i see you
you are talking on the phone
we are in a happier time
while you stand right there, i stand alone
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The younger we are the more we think we know,
The older we become the more we realize that we hadent a clue,
The more you keep your eyes focused the better you see,
The less you keep your heart open the weaker you become,
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How is it that the blind can see distances,
And the mute speak volumes over words?

Why is it every time I get ahead, I am farther behind
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