Broken pieces

Strangers one day
Lovers another
Another year passes and we're foolish foes...

We say I'm June and you're Ward Clever, but in reality we're living like Lucille and Dezi.

He said, she said, you said, we said... All over Broken dreams & promises, someone didn't get their paradise... but got hit by reality instead.... Man that hurts...

Wow you're wrong! No you're wrong! , He did, she did, you did, we did... Fingers pointing... Bitter fights... Separate ways...  I'm the giver you're the taker... wait before you leave I'm taking all of mine...

She screams! He owes me! He yells!  she owes me! Demand! demand! you owe me, we owe me... Lets break it all apart... Like our broken promises, dreams and hearts... The House is broken in two, the couch is broken in two, the car is broken in two, the kids are broken in two...

Now what? Where do we go from here with our broken/hearts pieces...

Yesterday we were strangers, than we became lovers, and today we're foolish foes...

 Man if only you could see It's all about me, me, me... Why can't you see? Now because of you we're living in broken pieces... In Crazyville...   Where all the kids wear painted smiles, homes are cracked, the sun is painted on the walls and love, where is love?

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Where Is Love

Around the corner

assuredly. Getting a

haircut. Or under

the sofa with the dust

motes blowing in

winds that no one

sees or feels.

.

Where did love buy

a ticket one way, when

I thought love

was here to age

us into a pair

of old and

together.

.

~~A~~

07-12-13

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