Ode to the people who were forgotten
They were once loved and cared for
Ode to their lives
Everyday they hurt
While in desperation for love
and generosity.
Ode to their heart
That was torn apart viciously
With little consideration
Of their inner feelings
Ode to their memories
That bring back happiness
Or to the ones
That are very vague.
Ode to those who have tried
Those who haven't given up
The ones that will keep climbin
For them life hasn't been easy.
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What is your job. What do you do. I want to know everything about you. Who made those eyes. They're shining magical. I want to spend every minute with you!.
O Opuss, you lick an oeillade but rarely are refined. You inject a ruse but only to the untrained mind. This is not poesy. Rather, a pose.
Darkness fell, As did my heart. For we shall never be apart. Together, in life, we were bound, Until we ended in the ground. We did not imagine that fateful day, When our lives were taken away.
I stand here waiting,. Waiting your soft touch. Waiting that smile that says too much,. Your breath, slowly blowing me away,. Re-thinking the words you say,. But I know,. Your still here,.
Things I love about her Her hair Her eyes Her nose Her ears Her face Her lips Her mouth Her tongue Her neck Her shoulders Her breasts Her nipples Her arms Her hands Her fingers Her stomach Her...
It's an experiment gone wrong but it's a Glorious rush like a bridge from a Song from the lungs of a singer whose Tongue is a brush that paints pastel strong.
Walking is not like stalking ... Which is more like creeping ..... Which if stalking, is peeping.....
I want to continue, Please, let me endure, I want to go on, abide. I wish to outlive the ocean tide. I mean to persist, remain, Try to Survive and to sustain.
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