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Chrissy Dec 2014
My mind drifting to a place not to far, imagining beauty everywhere I look,
The sun low in the sky casting a golden glow on the trees.
The willow stroking the water as it sends secrets rippling across to the other side, the fish travelling in schools venturing to new corners, bees and insects carrying themselves talking to the flowers and visiting new plant life.

I sit on the shallow soft green grass as it cushions me, cradling my body effortlessly, the wind whispering in my ear of far off places and distant lands that its travelled to. The suns arms reaching out warming my soul with its healing hands, massaging me with its glow. And then she sits next to me arm draped over my chest as we lay in paradise, her breathing reassuring, her heartbeat soothing, her presence special, angelic and her beauty un-compareable.

The wind carrying our secrets hand in hand to eternity, time is a distant thought that does not exist and death has not touch these lands nor ever will. Forever will never be long enough in her arms, I have truly found my place in neverland and I will carry and visit her there forever because I know we will be together forever in our Neverland for eternity.
i can write a book on
how much i hate still loving her,
every chapter
dedicated to paradoxical disdain
or paint a picture
of the void she left
using
the obscene colors of my pain

i can sing forever
about the time we lost
to the tune
of the games we played
or i could just get over her
but i cant
forgive
forget
or explain
  Dec 2014 Chrissy
E. E. Cummings
it may not always be so; and i say
that if your lips,which i have loved,should touch
another’s,and your dear strong fingers clutch
his heart,as mine in time not far away;
if on another’s face your sweet hair lay
in such silence as i know,or such
great writhing words as,uttering overmuch,
stand helplessly before the spirit at bay;

if this should be,i say if this should be—
you of my heart,send me a little word;
that i may go unto him,and take his hands,
saying,Accept all happiness from me.
Then shall i turn my face,and hear one bird
sing terribly afar in the lost lands
  Dec 2014 Chrissy
Edgar Allan Poe
It was many and many a year ago,
  In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
  By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
  Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
  In this kingdom by the sea:
But we loved with a love that was more than love—
  I and my ANNABEL LEE;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
  Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
  In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
  My beautiful ANNABEL LEE;
So that her highborn kinsmen came
  And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
  In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
  Went envying her and me—
Yes!—that was the reason (as all men know,
  In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
  Chilling and killing my ANNABEL LEE.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
  Of those who were older than we—
  Of many far wiser than we—
And neither the angels in heaven above,
  Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
  Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE.

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
  Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE;
And the stars never rise but I see the bright eyes
  Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride,
  In her sepulchre there by the sea—
  In her tomb by the side of the sea.
  Dec 2014 Chrissy
Just Melz
As we travel lifes long road
We meet and make new friends
And even though the friends may go
The friendship never ends

That is how it is with you
You gave me a fresh start
You gave me vision, you gave me hope
You touched and healed my heart

You gave me strength to do the things
You knew that I could do
You inspired me in so many ways
I can't begin to repay you

You're always there when I need you most
Somehow you seem to know
And that is why I hope and pray
Our friendship continues to grow
I found this in an old journal, I know the first stanza is a quote from a famous poet/person ( if you know the name please tell me) the rest, to be honest, I'm not sure if I wrote it or if it's all from that poet. I wrote it in my journal about ten years ago, so I'm really unsure. If you know, please tell me.

Update: The Original Author is
Kunal Badlani

I'd like to dedicate this to Frank, Adam, Jordan, Quin, Rose, Natasha, and Rino. Thank you all, for being my friends. I can't tell you how much it means to me.

I love you all.
It is quite disconcerting to find I'm just
a speck of dirt in
the vast seas of the sky.
I have often dislodged such a speck from my eye,then
wiped my finger on a tissue,
the issue being,
did somebody die when I did that?

If we are just dust in an ocean of dust,sometimes
busting out of the sea for just one look at who
we really are,
what is the point of it all?

We mate,dissipate,gather together,amalgamate
but
I ask myself, why?
and in doing so,
I drown in the vastness of the seas
in the sky.
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