posted February 08, 2012 02:46 PM            

There's no one to blame --
Sometimes, things just aren't the same.

All now that's left,
Before I become bereft,
Is to speak words most deft ...

But to eyes that will be filled with questions I cannot answer;
Shifting this way and that; like some frenetic dancer,

How can I have no fear?

'Your father loves you,' I say, 'he will always be here.
For there is nothing in the world to him more dear.'

Sadness fills her eyes --
Have the last several years been nothing but lies?
How to explain; how to surmise.

How can it be true?
What was there underneath 'I love you'?

I know not what the future will hold;
The straw once spun into some kind of gold,
Now worn, and old.

It lays dry, brittle, and spent.
Paving that famous road, the intentions well-meant.

I hold her hands, for I can't look into those eyes of blue,
Vast pools of possibility, begging that it isn't true.

Oh, but it is, angel from above.
I wish it didn't require more than love.

... But it does.

And maybe I will love again;
Though I can't say how, or even when.
Or if I should return to where I've been.

One thing remains unchanged.
No matter how my life may be rearranged,

Maybe it's true, blood is always thicker than water,
But in my mind, my heart, my spirit -
You will always be my daughter.

And that's it.

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Stargazing in Hollyweird,

-AMP

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Karma's a b*tch.

posted February 09, 2012 01:55 AM            

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Remember, love can conquer the influences of the planets....It can even eliminate karma.

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