La, la, la
The red sea drifts
On tumultuous rifts
Aging tank subsists
On what's left in the wreckage
Purple reflections
Seen on oily surfaces
& the sky combines
Its blue tones with
The contents raging
& stewing'
In its hungry belly

you loved me even at my darkest
but some people are only meant to stay
until dawn

a.g

I want a perfect boyfriend
But there's no such thing as
Perfect boyfriend
I want millions dollars
You got go out there and
Hustle for your millions dollars
I want a big and beautiful house

Set your mind
The things you want in life
There some will probably
Get everything
But you got to work harder
To get, I want.
They say work harder play later

You are Amazing , Inspiring, and Encouraging thank you.
You are Gifted, with an lots of Love and using it to Help others.
For Our Gifts were created to help others to see God through them.
I see your beautiful and inspiring words in helping out others here.
For even the sad poem of Pain can be use to reveal that you are strong.
For so many allow the evil depression or situation that they are in.
To end up driving them to end up destroying the most precious gift.
Their Lives, but through each of your words, hopefully it shall reveal...
That Life here is too Precious to throw away, because we are meant to lean on each other here.
To help each other and to love each other and become stronger, and wiser.

As he left for war,
with fear galore.
On the lonely streets,
She waited.

  As he grew weary of walk,
  weary of war,
  & cursed his fate,
  She waited.

     As he dreamt of her,
     each forlorn night,
     when cold birthed frostbite,
     She waited.

        When winter approached,
        & food scarce,
        By the dying embers,
        She waited.
  
          As spring drew near,
          The springs in her heart
          grew weak. On her death bed,
          She breathes her last.

              With his hand in hers,
               He waited.