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kalil-magtoto
kalil-magtoto
I'm not a very good writer -- I just feel a whole lot
In the home I made for you, a house built for two, there used to be four walls made of red brick There laid the door to it all its keyhole now rusted and shut The wonderland it revealed now a pile of dust Sat at the center of one face Warmth and beauty crackling A fireplace whose purpose faded Cold has since replaced On the wall hung portraits of us With smiles and heartfelt trust The glass shattered into fine pieces A spectacle to witness Now at the corners I will stay Entranced by what I've built A house built for two The home I made for you
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May 24, 2016
May 24, 2016 at 9:16 AM UTC
feels like Home
Sleep Is that you I see? Why do you tempt me With your beauty Rest Why do you massage my shoulders Your touch soothes me at the worst possible time Relax Your sweet words dance Around my heavy head Why are you lulling me into a Deep Deep Slee- WAKE UP Class is still in session
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Sep 23, 2014
Sep 23, 2014 at 9:23 AM UTC
The Head Nodder
It was a day like any other when you stepped into my life you said hi I said hi Days passed by you still said hi and I still said hi but something tugged at my heart telling me "you fool go talk to her" So I did and slowly piece by piece you showed me your life You started with the good things you kept your ***** laundry away from my prying eyes it was tucked neatly under your bed safe from the public’s judgement But I wanted to know more No, I wasn’t satisfied with just knowing what your favorite ____ was No, I didn’t like it when you held things back afraid of being judged So I asked you more questions and spent more time with you and got to know you better and felt the need to talk to you every single day And little did I know I had already tripped for you
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Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 1:49 PM UTC
When I Tripped
focused her eyes like the sun stare down at the snowy blanket eager to make it black she grabs a branch and creates a world of her own
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Sep 20, 2014
Sep 20, 2014 at 12:52 AM UTC
The Poet
I love it when her feet twist and turn when she speaks in front I love it when she clasps her hands together like a married couple separated, coming together again I love it when her eyes dart around to the clock to her friends to me the things those eyes have seen and the things those eyes show me they’re like a whole new world a different experience I love the way her face moves like the oceans each wave similar to the next but never the same I love The way she pouts when I ask her “what’s wrong?” The way she bites her lips The way her eyebrows scrunch together when she doesn’t understand something The way lips curve when she’s thinking The way she smiles when she looks at the person she loves I love it when she thinks about a million different things all at the same time I want to reach out and grab each thought sift them and filter out the bad from the good All she needs to know, anyways is that she’s beautiful I love her hair the way she smells No I’m not a creep She smells so **** amazing I love patting her head and when she lies down to rest and laying my hands on her when she looks sad so that I could pray for her I love it when she asks me “what’s wrong?” even if she has a multitude of other things on her mind I love how she makes time to let me talk about my problems I love how she saved me from my lowest lows She will never understand how much I need a friend like her in my life the way she cares for me nobody will ever be able to show it exactly the same I love it when she sings her voice gives me goosebumps it makes the hair on my skin stand her angelic, God given voice has an effect on me like no other the way she says each word with all of her heart and means them it breaks me every time she sings a sad lyric because I know she feels it with everything she has she feels it I love it when she speaks to me the care and concern in her voice I’ve never felt from anyone else she guides me she keeps me sane she lets me know she’s there when I’m in pain (wow it rhymes!) I love it when she’s hyper like a little super charged bunny excited so pure and innocent adorable Her crooked smiles Her fake frowns Her little quirks The way she walks And so so so much more I love her all of her
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Sep 6, 2014
Sep 6, 2014 at 3:21 AM UTC
The Little Things
I love it when her feet twist and turn when she speaks in front I love it when she clasps her hands together like a married couple separated, coming together again I love it when her eyes dart around to the clock to her friends to me the things those eyes have seen and the things those eyes show me they’re like a whole new world a different experience I love the way her face moves like the oceans each wave similar to the next but never the same I love The way she pouts when I ask her “what’s wrong?” The way she bites her lips The way her eyebrows scrunch together when she doesn’t understand something The way lips curve when she’s thinking The way she smiles when she looks at the person she loves I love it when she thinks about a million different things all at the same time I want to reach out and grab each thought sift them and filter out the bad from the good All she needs to know, anyways is that she’s beautiful I love her hair the way she smells No I’m not a creep She smells so **** amazing I love patting her head and when she lies down to rest and laying my hands on her when she looks sad so that I could pray for her I love it when she asks me “what’s wrong?” even if she has a multitude of other things on her mind I love how she makes time to let me talk about my problems I love how she saved me from my lowest lows She will never understand how much I need a friend like her in my life the way she cares for me nobody will ever be able to show it exactly the same I love it when she sings her voice gives me goosebumps it makes the hair on my skin stand her angelic, God given voice has an effect on me like no other the way she says each word with all of her heart and means them it breaks me every time she sings a sad lyric because I know she feels it with everything she has she feels it I love it when she speaks to me the care and concern in her voice I’ve never felt from anyone else she guides me she keeps me sane she lets me know she’s there when I’m in pain (wow it rhymes!) I love it when she’s hyper like a little super charged bunny excited so pure and innocent adorable Her crooked smiles Her fake frowns Her little quirks The way she walks And so so so much more I love her all of her
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