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Literature Text
You do not call
I have not heard
What it’s like
To live a life so undeserved
Your happiness and bliss
Shown to all who will see
Doesn’t quite make
The same impression on me
You’re prideful and arrogant
Obnoxious and rude
Come to think of it
How did I ever fall in love with you
The past is that past
There’s nothing to see
But here I stand
Now happy and free
Thanks for making
My eyes open wide
I didn’t know someone could put on
Such a great disguise
I’ll leave you with this
My last goodbye
I’m sorry I gave you time
You made me cry
I have not heard
What it’s like
To live a life so undeserved
Your happiness and bliss
Shown to all who will see
Doesn’t quite make
The same impression on me
You’re prideful and arrogant
Obnoxious and rude
Come to think of it
How did I ever fall in love with you
The past is that past
There’s nothing to see
But here I stand
Now happy and free
Thanks for making
My eyes open wide
I didn’t know someone could put on
Such a great disguise
I’ll leave you with this
My last goodbye
I’m sorry I gave you time
You made me cry
Literature
When I love You
When I love you
When I loose myself in your hugs,
When your arms become my drugs
Feeling your breath on my skin
Lusting your touch, my biggest sin...
When I search for you in my dreams,
When my head is filled with screams,
Always striving to be enough for you
If I am and forever be, I wish I knew...
When I give myself up in your hands
When all I am, depends on your plans,
Trusting you with all I am, I'll ever be,
Hoping you'll always choose to be a "we"
When I love you, I surrender all I am,
So please, be a shepherd to your lamb.
My soul is naked only for your eyes,
Cherish it, nurture it, make it rise...
When I love you, you are what I
Literature
Pride
Every day is filled with lies
Your hidden mantra of disguise
But the walls have eyes and the walls have teeth
The walls are watching as you sleep
Hope is a candle in a darkened room
O fool, your hope shall be your doom
What is a container? What is a box?
Where sharpened claws of darkness stalk?
A box is a home, within and without
A place, a base, to instill fear and doubt
The darkness that cannot exist without light
Will snuff out your breath as the corvid takes flight
Beware the One who sees it All
His Pride doth come before the Fall
Literature
My Love Is...
My Love Is...
My love is the gentle wind.
Uplifted with the breeze and held by the current.
My love is the deep water.
Shifted with the waves and rising on the tide.
My love is the roaring flame.
Consumed with passion and igniting by a spark.
My love is the ageless stone.
Polished with time and soothing to the touch.
My love is all this and more.
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something I wrote this morning..
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