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Anthony Cornejo Nov 2020
Rose's are red violets are blue
My life is meaningless without you
Rose's are red violets are blue
For you, I have endless love, this is true
Violets are purple and Rose's are red
I am alone without you in my bed
Violets are purple, Rose's come in many colors
A dozen wooden flowers will put a smile on my lover
Bouquets are expensive, and wont last a few nights
If loving you Is wrong then i dont want to be right
When you asked me to marry you, i said yes immediately
I should have driven us like a bat outta hell straight for sin city
I'd be your husband, and you, my wife
Giving you everything for all my life
I'd pray for a chance, of being a father, knowing you'd be the best mother
I'd be proud of our girl or boy, knowing they'd bring us nothing but joy
Showering our child with love and teaching them to walk, their first words better be mama when they learn to talk
As we grow old and our child matures, I'll kiss you goodnight, goodmorning, care, share, confide, and embrace you until my final breath, for you bring me happiness, for you, my love is pure.
Anthony Cornejo Nov 2020
Forced sadness
...
On skin
A Blistering glow
Of an unattended cigarette
...
Biting at thoughts of the bottle
Anthony Cornejo Nov 2020
Fine words
For a fine man
***** words
Described by a ***** man
Seldom words
From a shelled man

The silence of a held tongue
Humbles all recipients
Anthony Cornejo Sep 2020
Its not that simple
I want nothing more:
Eat *****
Yell at the Cowboys
Drink
Write
And make love
I dont see any other purpose  in life
Anthony Cornejo Sep 2020
Would you consider me a beast
A degenerate
A second class monstrosity
If I confided in you
If I told you I've snorted whiskey
Out of a herion addicted *****
If I told you
I blew *** smoke
Up the same ****** *****
What I be labelled then
Anthony Cornejo Aug 2020
Why
We Collide like the day impacts the night, like the moon encroaches on the sun.
We are pale beings glowing in the dark.
Simple organisms surviving in the lack of light.
Floating without realization of our mediocre place in the celestial scope of life.
Dust, gas, our composition.
Anthony Cornejo Aug 2020
**** the light that acknowledges life
Breathe smoke that coats design
Hunt
Bride on fire
Queen
Molested, courted, loved
Throughout age

Conception
No God has dominion
No faith
Walk
Connismate
By stars we will save ourselves
Faith, rules, being and truth
Protection
Fallen soul
Enf of pain
End of dependents
End of suffering
Step in, watch days end
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