Lonely Little Front Porch

March 21, 2011
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Part XI of Omitting My Confessions

Lonely little front porch,
finally gained a friend today.
Silent conversations,
His friend sits there on the steps.

And this time the porch,
is helping her say goodbye,
as she watches her love,
walk into the dust.

The house is desperate,
but the hallways are caving,
they're caving in on themselves,
their defeat their own fault.

The sun is turning to wax,
in this world of porches.
The sky is bleeding color,
and the grass is fading to grey.

She watches every friend,
turn their back to her.
She watches each love,
walk past her door without regret.

She whispers to the porch,
"You see, there goes another.
I'll never love again, my friend,
except for loving you."

Love is killing me today,
soon enough there wont be anything,
no there wont be anything left,
no room in a heart thats all gone.

The sun is turning to wax,
in this world of porches.
The sky is bleeding color,
and the grass is fading to grey.
Soon theres no one left to stay,
soon theres nothing left to say,
Surely a heart can love forever,
but forever wont love my heart.

A porch absorbs the silence,
a porch contains a heart,
my porch contains a feeling,
this porch is all i've got.

but her porch burned down today,
it burned right to the ground.
she accidently lit a match,
and accidently set it free.

So beautiful were the flames,
as they danced their oiled path.
and she whispered to them today,
"You see, there goes another.
I'll never love again, my friend,
except for loving you."





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