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RosesAndAngels Nov 2016
When did love turn into Lust.
That ***** dingy sin.
When was Love about her womanhood,
When was Love about his "win."
If the one who loves you only says it when he's with you in bed,
Then can he really love you.
Love is bigger then that.
Love is when you feel in your heart that you'll never want to talk to another person.
Love is the bond that keeps people together.
It brings mother and daughter and father and son and friends and family and people together.
60 years of marriage, and one couple  never had *** after they're first kid.
When you look at the person you "love" Tell them what makes you happy about them that doesn't have to do with their body.
If you can't find anything, ask yourself how to make it better.
Just a thought
RosesAndAngels Nov 2016
It's more like a time bomb, waiting to explode. A heart she can't heal, no potion she could brew, no crystal she could charge, will ever save her from her heart. It ticks like a worn out clock waiting to stop. Each moment, a possible self destruct. Each day, a cheat off death.
For Marie
RosesAndAngels Jun 2016
How do you describe the feeling of writing?
Is it more like equality in peace or fighting.
No, it's more like a slice of your whole being.
Less like these bygone facts and more like dreaming.
I like to think I write for the Hell of it.
Like I'm dreaming and I can't quit.

Writing can be described with emotion,
Which in it self is a well traveled ocean.
Writing is sad and happy and joyful,
However, It can also be impractical and vengeful.

So write to your souls content.
Write till it leaves a page creased and bent.
The reason is the Capital...


And the title is optional.
Really friggin sleepy.
RosesAndAngels Jun 2016
This world is run by a maker at heart,
Who at times likes to play his part.
However, don't expect him to get a clue,
A hint to why you are so blue.
He winds up our gears, and cogs,
Setting up our days like Lincoln logs.
This world is run by a crazy man,
A skeptic by trade, who does what he can.
He thinks we are not the same,
He generalizes us and we are all to blame.
Who is this man of the hour?
He watches all from his strange tall tower.
He will tell his name to you,
"Hello, I am stereotype, how do you do?"
1:48 can't sleep
RosesAndAngels May 2016
Watchin NCIS while eating fishticks, I decided to check my skype with just two clicks. Upon entering the domain, I found myself in a talk of pain. First of poisoned pizza, and knifes, and even earlier the fantasy wife's. Not too soon I learn to ignore the vid, rick and morty, I soon realized it was 10 40,                                                                            
      The meme world ruled by the fabulous, King Ash, was honestly made of a **** ton of trash.
**** ME
RosesAndAngels May 2016
jelly on toast I'm fine as dandilion
Heeep us
We are the sin of the bun
sin a bun
My bun
my ***
Poetry
Help us all
Please
beez in a fine *** trap
Killin for mongril
My **** is the flame of your fire pit
I am on drugs
Not
what kind of drugs
Just livi
Kind
Livi is my soul fam
In zero ways
Desu
Desu
desu
desu
I love japan
But I can not go
I ma so a sorry
She is using my make up brushes on her FEEETTETETE
DEATH TO THE SINNER
why is livi using make up brushes on her feetes
ADD
what the fuckie
SHE HAS ADD
I KEEP TYPING ***
IM SO SORRY
I need jesus
u have jesus
I need jesus one on one
This entire thing is bologna
RosesAndAngels Sep 2015
I spend all day taking crap from you,
I listen and take the hurt that you deal.
You take your anger out on me,
And I never think how do you feel.
I try my best to make you understand,
I'm human and I'm not perfect.
However, I never try to to understand you.
Am I worth it.

So Mom,
When I'm all grown up,
I'm going to need you there.
And i know you may not be able to,
and i was never the best kid to care.
I know that life's hard,
I know i was so bad at being a daughter.
But i need you now,
Through hell and high water.
I'm sorry for the words that i say,
And i may never stop saying them.
Hoping one day i will,
I know ill never be a gem.
So please, please be there.
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