Everything’s getting kind of hazy,
And my mind won’t leave me alone.
Nothing keeps me from going crazy,
Not even the soft sound of your voice on the phone.
“Tell me you love me again...”
When the day gives way to endless thoughts.
And laying here is all there’s left to do.
I close my eyes and stay there waiting,
Hoping someday I’ll make it back to you.
“Tell me you love me again..”.
Lies always make reality harder to swallow,
And the pain makes it too difficult to move.
My soul grows weary and hollow,
I’ve go nothing more left to prove.
“Tell me you love me again...”
All this pain I’m feeling,
Cuts me to the core.
As I stare at the ceiling...
My heart is getting heavy,
And I can’t do this anymore.
Perhaps "..Quiet Storm" will help rekindle old flames buried and long forgotten or express the love so deeply locked inside of your soul longing to be released.
Regardless of where you may be found in love this beautiful masterpiece can be
Early Works is an exhaustive compilation of the first decade of the poems and stories of Z.B.McClure. Included are family photos, rare personal photos, photos of 1st draft manuscripts of many of his early poems. Also some biography and memoir materia
David Hightower’s lyrically expansive meditation on the whims of fate and the unpredictability of the human condition fill the pages of THE HANGING MAN DREAMS with thrilling music and mesmerizing imagery. Hightower’s richly infused voice echoes the e
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