They say life , a pleasant gift,
Ask yourself what it brings to you,
A lots of pain , and a lots of burns,
A pinch of joy in between your life shifts
You make love with the one you choose,
Ask yourself what they bring to you,
A few marks on your body, & a bit of joy,
Is it the only thing you don't want to loose ?
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Vast inkinesss.
A dark place.
I wish I could drift through space.
I love that idea
A place of silence.
A place of peace.
A place that holds every place.
I love that idea.
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Dreams, visuals so fine;
But not always are gay.
A medium to make our soul shine;
As dazzling as a sun ray.
Milleniums pass in a blink of eye,
Still wondering about that silent night ,
That terrifying scene walking by !
Leaving me with absolute fright.
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He saw nothing. Said nothing.
He could no longer sleep in the room.
There are many ways to love―
What would you like me to see, I ask him?
I can't see you any longer.
I see you in every window,
and we hear the same thing,
now that I'm weeping
and you're kissing.
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Whenever the cold pavements stretch before me
and the warmth of my quilt dwindles away
I take him from my memory box
and light him, a matchstick of tenderness.
I imagine what I look like when I speak to people
I imagine I’m a fool because of my past actions
I imagine I’m a great poet when I write something with shock value
I imagine using force on bad people
I imagine that I’m always right when I’m in an argument
I imagine all the bad things that most likely wont happen
I imagine that I’m gross when it’s hot outside, I’m sweating and I think the cigarettes are coming through my pores
I imagine a life without love because nothing is happening for me right now
I imagine that god hates me and wants me to suffer till my dying day
I imagine that almost all people want to see me fail, that they have congregated to see me fail
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Down the driveway and along the sidewalk
Fallen leaves whisper underfoot of a teetering post-toddler
Through the front yard and over the fence
Laughter of the leaves grows louder under velcroed shoes
Up a tree and over the great stone wall
Crunches and snaps and crackles in twigs under bunny eared sneakers
A long trail long silent
A railway lingering in disuse
The new conductor’s symphony of nature has covered over the tracks of the predecessor
The Railroad never known in its operation to a child who has only lived so long
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Let me tuck a flower—
A pretty accessory, to your hair.
As a best friend, as a lover,
Let me spoil you with my care.
Let's have late-night walks,
And visit the park nearby.
Let me make you laugh,
And hug you tightly when you cry.
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Ik sluit mijn ogen
en de muren verdwijnen.
De kamer wordt een bos,
de stilte een rivier.
Alles wat vast lijkt,
begint te bewegen.
In verbeelding
kan een steen zingen,
kan de lucht smaken naar honing,
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One thought crossed my mind out of blue,
What if someday my imagination came true?
The beautiful world I've created in my mind,
The old school love, beautiful and kind.
Not the emojis of love but the love letters written by heart,
Connecting the hearts who live apart.
The handmade gifts, thoughtful and sweet,
Given to eachother when they meet.
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