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Austin Castro Aug 2017
It starts as seed
Then grows roots to gather water
Next it begins to blossom leaves
It'd doesn't take long till the flower blooms

the next faze is hazy
Because a flower can mean so much
From the begging of life
To a begging of a relationship
To the year in which your older

A flower hold meaning
As time moves forward  
A flower holds love
A flower holds just a simple thank you

It not long though
Till the flower dies
But  It's nothing bad
It just mean it had life
Austin Castro Aug 2017
When talking to another a conversation never felt as natural when speaking to you
We can speak about Pandas
Or why we never met in middle school
Or how I can't see so far away
Funny thing is you probably thought that why, I was so close to you
That's why, I would always pick the seat next to you
That's why, no matter the time of day when we saw one and other it made us inseparable
It was a genuine friendship with cute tendencies
The first time, I kissed you the earth stopped for what felt like an hour
but was only  ten seconds
The second time, I kissed you it felt a little long but then again only lasted for little
I can't concentrate on the pass
But I can hope for a conversation about anything once again .
Austin Castro Aug 2017
The beauty I never met
With eyes so big and lips so perfect
She was a dancer and love to act
But yet I don't think she lived
Simply because she isn't around
The thought of her melts me
But I'm not to certain I would impress her
Most would say she was real
Most would say she did exist
But I see her as the dream I've never dreamed
the lady I've never laid my eyes upon
I'm in love with a women I never met
Austin Castro Aug 2017
"I"
I wear black to mourn my future death,
I sleep often to see nothing at all,
I wait for the night in which I play,
I am not a soul but yet a angle,
I live life but I don't live,
I see life but I don't understand it,
I am nothing but yet exist.
Just experimenting around.
Austin Castro Aug 2017
My heart is broken,
I've nothing to do,
So I count the minutes pass,
Just to keep me mind occupied,

So I don't need to think about you,
This is what I do,
to distract me from you,

One, Two, Three,
That's how many seconds it take me to remember you,

one, two three,
its not very long and I'm disappointed too,
that you broken me so bad,

I've been laying in bed for so many days,
just pondering on,
trying to dream about what I did wrong,

one, two, three,
That's how long it takes,
just to remember you.

— The End —