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We go over the moon
Up into the mountaintops
And we fall down the chasms
Get scarred by the rocks
We've been all over the place
But we always seem to return
We end up back in the valley
Back where we began
We leave and leave again
But we always return
To our home
Our hearts break once more
Boxes litter the floor
Should be used to this now
But we're not
Shouldn't be crying
Should be numb by now
We're out of the valley again
New places, new faces, new plans
We should know these plans
Never work out, always burn out
Still we find ourselves
Returning once more
We end up back in the valley
Back where we began
We leave and leave again
But we always return
To our home
Now we're here once again
A new home
New friends, I don't know
How to cope
But at least we're in the valley
At least we're home
Up into the mountaintops
And we fall down the chasms
Get scarred by the rocks
We've been all over the place
But we always seem to return
We end up back in the valley
Back where we began
We leave and leave again
But we always return
To our home
Our hearts break once more
Boxes litter the floor
Should be used to this now
But we're not
Shouldn't be crying
Should be numb by now
We're out of the valley again
New places, new faces, new plans
We should know these plans
Never work out, always burn out
Still we find ourselves
Returning once more
We end up back in the valley
Back where we began
We leave and leave again
But we always return
To our home
Now we're here once again
A new home
New friends, I don't know
How to cope
But at least we're in the valley
At least we're home
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It doesn't matter who has made you
It doesn't matter where you are
You could be born in China
Or nay other place, near or far.
It only matters what you do
And how you play the game
Of life itself, no easy task
To get to wealth and fame
Or perhaps you want a simpler life
Which is quite alright
But for both you must always work
Be it rain, snow, day or night.
We are only what we make ourselves
So let's get this straight right now
Don't listen to what others say
At the end be sure you can say...
Wow...
Care not for servants. traitors, sycophants and liars
Nor for life's many pits, trips, potholes and briars.
Focus on your chosen path and stick t
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Untitled
The midnight falls upon
The city, like a blanket
Of black & blue.
And to lift this strangeness
And coldness, I think quietly
Of you.
The warmer days of your smile,
The breath's ocean currents,
The kisses that came as
Fires, so lovely and strange
& sudden!
The nights of the stormy
Planets, when the atmosphere
Felt dense as an oven's,
Because we were together,
Flaming, foolishly loving!
And now we're physically
Separated, and maybe it is right,
But I still think of you
When the blanket, falls
In the form of the midnight.
(4/04/2015).
Y. Syskov.
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Untitled
aggressive, you tell your therapist,
he's always been aggressive.
you detail the storms you weathered,
the verbal battering ram,
the hammer that kept falling until
the nail fell into place.
"he never hit me", you're quick to assure,
but you do speak, eventually,
about the threats, about the way he towered
over you, above you, through you,
the ways he threatened to hurt you &
the time you watched her fly into a wall.
but, but, but, but, but
you don't want to be unfair to him.
his demons are sharper-clawed,
bigger, scarier, more sadistic.
yours are a children'
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This is so true... we always seem to try to venture out on our own but then we always fall back on what we know as home