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 Jan 2017 GaryFairy
Ramin Ara
Riot
 Jan 2017 GaryFairy
Ramin Ara
The ocean of love
Reveals the wave
Of riot
 Jan 2017 GaryFairy
Ramin Ara
Rain
 Jan 2017 GaryFairy
Ramin Ara
You weep
But garden is
Full of laughs
In a blue sea, we are swimming,
With dolphins in shining moonlight,
Stars, shining, like snowflakes falling in her eyes,

In a blue sea,
Smiling, laughing,
My celestial Goddess and me.

Holding me deeply,
With her soft arms around me,
Never letting go.

She has me wrapped tightly.
Wrapped in her beauty and magic.

So in love,
I thought nothing could go wrong,
Until I woke up alone,
In a cold, empty bed at dawn.

Copyright © 2017 Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved
[MV] LEE SUN HEE_ WindFlower (The Legend of The Blue Sea) OST Score Part.6)
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 Jan 2017 GaryFairy
ConnectHook
BREAKING LIMERICKS BREAKING LIMERICKS BREAK

STOP the PRESSES while we pop the strésses !
EXtry, EXtry, read all about it:
Fake news pays dues to sing rural blues in red-state hues.
Nanny-state networks choose to accuse & civil fury ensues!
See special edition on CIA sedition :

          The rural red states stand accused
           By the quingdom whose queen they refused
            it's so hillbilly-larious
             all of them various
              voters now left unamused.

FAKE NEWS: it's the virus du jour
of the affluent liberals. The poor
are more prone to believe
it's a plot to deceive
and no government offers a cure.
Surrender meant vulnerability. I didn’t see that coming. And when it happened, I had no choice but to rip out my heart and lay it at your feet. I’m hoping you won’t run away, slipping on the pool of blood that is blooming around us. I know the mess is scary and full of uncertainties, but if you place your heart on the floor next to mine, the convergence will be strong enough to keep all of our enemies at bay.
 Jan 2017 GaryFairy
SassyJ
I was swept in the crowned dreams
on twinkled naps of assorted teams
****** in the bursts of sensual frames
of tagged rolls and engaged fumed tows

Tell me why snippets of times entertain?
as they crucify indeed they always retain
the flow of sustained growth fly away
as it lays it's sweet sullen kiss on my lips

Set me free at the shrine of the not wants
Set me free at the harvests of that November
where traces of raced long hard road smiled
with whispered voices of untuned memories

I am always swept into thorny realms
inside the stained map of their stolen hints
suckling their ***** summery adventures
of tagged rolls and engaged fumed tows
Old eyeglasses on wetland.
Deep footmarks in cold sand.
Green tide takes all.
LazharBouazzi, January 11, 2017
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