creepstar - Hello Poetry

I put my faith into a person. Can you tell me who I am? I failed to be who you want. What's my worth against a gram. No mirror on my wardrobe. No tell of how I feel. I see for hearts yours ain't broke, Mine,well it ain't steel. You were my every word, All words you past me true. Your every word spoken for, I saw me,and not you. So every siphen bell, For all the things you aught. So for everything decision ment, All to me it's taught. See baby i still love you, and all that you show. See too me my baby, You will always grow. Still you see our hearts beating Still you see what we're making Discion made Descion ment All the life we're making. All I want to see,is you All I want you to see is me too. I wish for love and peace my love, I wish for all and you.

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Mar 20, 2018

Mar 20, 2018 at 10:31 AM UTC

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I put my faith into a person. Can you tell me who I am? I failed to be who you want. What's my worth against a gram. No mirror on my wardrobe. No tell of how I feel. I see for hearts yours ain't broke, Mine,well it ain't steel. You were my every word, All words you past me true. Your every word spoken for, I saw me,and not you. So every siphen bell, For all the things you aught. So for everything decision ment, All to me it's taught. See baby i still love you, and all that you show. See too me my baby, You will always grow. Still you see our hearts beating Still you see what we're making Discion made Descion ment All the life we're making. All I want to see,is you All I want you to see is me too. I wish for love and peace my love, I wish for all and you.

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When I bury my heart, I'll bury it with a mountain of gold, In the hopes you would dig it up. What use is there in having more than I can spend, When I haven't got the one I want to spend it on? I have achieved everything I could dream of in my career and I have made it my life, At the cost of my wife,my child,my friends. When digging holes becomes too much, Then I'll drink everything I earn,trying to drown out this nagging feeling that I've lost everything, Buying the cheap way out,the fast way out. I would sell all but one of my days on earth just to spend that one with you, But that's not what you want,I'm not what you want. I'm so tired of not sleeping,of not eating, Of creating this beautiful art day in and day out, Changing people's lives covering scars, Helping them feel good in their bodies, But never sharing my accomplishments with you has made me numb to the happiness I bring. When I said forever, I meant it, With every fiber of my being I meant it, I just didn't realise that 'forever' would be me waiting for you until I drown in the poison from a bottle or by the memories left behind.

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Jan 15, 2018

Jan 15, 2018 at 11:45 PM UTC

The richest people have love.

When I bury my heart, I'll bury it with a mountain of gold, In the hopes you would dig it up. What use is there in having more than I can spend, When I haven't got the one I want to spend it on? I have achieved everything I could dream of in my career and I have made it my life, At the cost of my wife,my child,my friends. When digging holes becomes too much, Then I'll drink everything I earn,trying to drown out this nagging feeling that I've lost everything, Buying the cheap way out,the fast way out. I would sell all but one of my days on earth just to spend that one with you, But that's not what you want,I'm not what you want. I'm so tired of not sleeping,of not eating, Of creating this beautiful art day in and day out, Changing people's lives covering scars, Helping them feel good in their bodies, But never sharing my accomplishments with you has made me numb to the happiness I bring. When I said forever, I meant it, With every fiber of my being I meant it, I just didn't realise that 'forever' would be me waiting for you until I drown in the poison from a bottle or by the memories left behind.

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If the world were to crash and burn, But for one my heart doth yearn. Through all the sorrow and all the strife, I want for nothing but my wife. I practice much yet saved for art, My true canvas is your heart. You are the light in my moments, Your saving grace my attonements. You see my dear our love is true, You for me and I for you.

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Oct 18, 2017

Oct 18, 2017 at 3:55 PM UTC

To love a wife

If the world were to crash and burn, But for one my heart doth yearn. Through all the sorrow and all the strife, I want for nothing but my wife. I practice much yet saved for art, My true canvas is your heart. You are the light in my moments, Your saving grace my attonements. You see my dear our love is true, You for me and I for you.

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The sun the moon the stars The shades of purple between Venus and Mars The moments should be ours Not hagared mental scars The look of love upon your face The permanence and grace The outfits made of lace Love grown strong as base The fear of loss and doubt That we could live without The hard liquor and the stout The disapproval shown as pout

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Jul 18, 2017

Jul 18, 2017 at 2:36 PM UTC

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The sun the moon the stars The shades of purple between Venus and Mars The moments should be ours Not hagared mental scars The look of love upon your face The permanence and grace The outfits made of lace Love grown strong as base The fear of loss and doubt That we could live without The hard liquor and the stout The disapproval shown as pout

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Hello words of often rhyming syncronistic beauty Its be a while since we spent any time together but only a minute since I last thought of you I'm sorry I don't write you as much as I used to Do you still check the post for my words? I look for you everywhere While I eat alone While I create works of art in skin In the bottom of that empty bottle And even in the cold space in my bed before I sleep But I can't find you and it breaks my heart Do you miss me like I miss you? Please come home to me,it's been to long. All my love, Creep

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Apr 19, 2017

Apr 19, 2017 at 3:33 PM UTC

Dear poetry

Hello words of often rhyming syncronistic beauty Its be a while since we spent any time together but only a minute since I last thought of you I'm sorry I don't write you as much as I used to Do you still check the post for my words? I look for you everywhere While I eat alone While I create works of art in skin In the bottom of that empty bottle And even in the cold space in my bed before I sleep But I can't find you and it breaks my heart Do you miss me like I miss you? Please come home to me,it's been to long. All my love, Creep

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Do I leave early? Do I leave late? Do I hide in my head? Do I tempt fate? Am I really scared? Am I just anxious? Am I alive? When nobody thanks us. When they say they'll be there Like you were for them That feeling is rare Unless I'm in REM When all of my friends All follow their words I wake up,it ends Like flight for the birds They take off so fast Like a stone has been thrown And like a rock it hits "I am on my own."

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Dec 28, 2016

Dec 28, 2016 at 3:25 PM UTC

Supportless

Do I leave early? Do I leave late? Do I hide in my head? Do I tempt fate? Am I really scared? Am I just anxious? Am I alive? When nobody thanks us. When they say they'll be there Like you were for them That feeling is rare Unless I'm in REM When all of my friends All follow their words I wake up,it ends Like flight for the birds They take off so fast Like a stone has been thrown And like a rock it hits "I am on my own."

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Who are you? Self professed creatures of the night. Starving,longing, Beg to the moon for something right. What can you give? Try as you might. There is no fear, Much,as creatures to the night.

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Oct 25, 2016

Oct 25, 2016 at 10:19 PM UTC

Hallow

Who are you? Self professed creatures of the night. Starving,longing, Beg to the moon for something right. What can you give? Try as you might. There is no fear, Much,as creatures to the night.

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*Genesis: a childhood of isolation and growth. Chronicles: adventures,and lovers and friends.lives come and gone. Psalms: the poetry spoken,written and thought. Proverbs: the wisdom heard,learnt,taught. Acts: the history of these things. Followed by;- Revelations: that we are not so different from that everlasting living text.*

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Sep 6, 2016

Sep 6, 2016 at 9:21 AM UTC

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*Genesis: a childhood of isolation and growth. Chronicles: adventures,and lovers and friends.lives come and gone. Psalms: the poetry spoken,written and thought. Proverbs: the wisdom heard,learnt,taught. Acts: the history of these things. Followed by;- Revelations: that we are not so different from that everlasting living text.*

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My dearest friends For whom I care so much And all my gentle lovers Of whom I wish to touch I must take this time On a wasted past A glass stands empty A rope held fast

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Sep 5, 2016

Sep 5, 2016 at 3:43 PM UTC

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My dearest friends For whom I care so much And all my gentle lovers Of whom I wish to touch I must take this time On a wasted past A glass stands empty A rope held fast

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A true master matches his skill to the challenge.Whitt to whitt,mind to mind,emotion to emotion. When you walk a mile one way in resistance,then i,my dear,will walk a mile the other way.until the vast expance is to far to feel. The closer you move in the closer I will come,I will bind my heart to yours given the option. As tides I will go in and out with you in love. But if there is more out than in then the shore will one day no longer kiss the sea.

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Aug 27, 2016

Aug 27, 2016 at 1:04 PM UTC

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A true master matches his skill to the challenge.Whitt to whitt,mind to mind,emotion to emotion. When you walk a mile one way in resistance,then i,my dear,will walk a mile the other way.until the vast expance is to far to feel. The closer you move in the closer I will come,I will bind my heart to yours given the option. As tides I will go in and out with you in love. But if there is more out than in then the shore will one day no longer kiss the sea.

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