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liebling Dec 2016
The world
it was made
It was made to fade

for all of us
to fade away
to disappear
to dissipate

there is no purpose, no plan
nothing for this world--
but there is one for me,
for you,
for everyone, they get their own purpose

their own plan

to the world, nothing may matter
but to me, everything can

anything can matter to you

yes, things may fade, they may disappear

but the scars I've laced through my skin,
they don't fade for me
the regrets I have,
they don't fade for me
who I love,
they don't fade for me
the things I choose to matter,
they don't fade for me

through it all,
you won't fade for me

you will always matter

unless
I let myself
fade
away
because

after all

I was made
to fade
December 2, 2016
You know what bothers me a bit?
Everytime I recall a memory,
Casually, in my train of thought,
It almost always ends with-
“That was a hard time in my life.”
Even in recollections full of kind
That’s almost always
The following thought in my mind.
And ****** if I can find a period of time
That hasn’t been, that wasn’t.
But it doesn’t matter what was…
Or does it?
Yes… yes, it does.
Michael Ryan Apr 2015
When is your birthday
I only wonder when so I can wish you the best--
each  year you may not ask me to show up at your door,
but I will gladly surprise you with a cupcake and a smile.
Maybe a card that randomly says way too many things;
muddling the message that I really was trying to say, you are special.

Not only today is your day, but today is more your day than anyone else--
That while I celebrate when you came to life,
I also celebrate your struggles and I celebrate your victories.
Cheering, screaming, and chanting for the public to know, today, is yours!

I will gladly burn down any building with the candles from your cupcake--
Because you are getting older, but **** it, it's tradition.
I have to pack that cupcake with 24 candles,
even though they stopped looking good at 16,
I could have gotten smaller ones, but I keep buying the same pack every year.

No matter who you are, I will bring the cupcakes--
just accept that while I attempt to ****** you with diabetes
I'll also be showing you to the whole world around us,
so don't be shy, because it'll only give me more ideas for next year.
When people tell me that it's their birthday or it's going to be soon.  I just plan things for them because it's such an important day.  I want people to know that they matter and their birthday is an amazing day to do so!

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