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 Jun 2015 The Broken Poet
Delaney
My eyes are weary
and teary.
My smile is faded
and painted.
My heart is torn
and forlorn.

I'm broken, dear.
Far too broken, I fear.

(d.d.b)
Snap outta thy dream mine beau
For thou art I,
As I am thou
Pick up that cell
Hit thy speed dial
I'm waiting
For thy amour
Queen of crescent shore!!
#ea
I'm stumbling
        Stumbling
           Tumbling
               Down a path of no return
You have lead me astray,
   Pushed me down the rabbit hole,
      With no rope to pull myself back up.
                            As I freefall I can't help but
     Let the thoughts consume my mind.
Will this dark tunnel end in Wonderland?
                                                                    Or will it leave me in Neverland?
You never
Really stay as
"
Just friends*"
 Jun 2015 The Broken Poet
Delaney
Rain is falling.

   Thunder is crashing.

        Lightening is striking.

That's a daily;

    How can it not be?

        This isn't just a storm.

Electricity and precipitation?

    Honey, they aren't from the sky;

         Not tonight.

Tonight, you inquire?

   That's sad but simple, you see,

        The storm comes from the heart

         inside of me.



(d.d.b)
Tis foolish is it not not?

How a man shalt get his kicks off some strange woman on a magazine cover
Yet whilst at the same time

There's a model right next to him!!!!
Men see your woman as a queen stop put the magazine and nasty vids down!! And see the queen and model next to you!!
Day nine
I feel divine
Please do not go away
Spanish amour' of mine!!!!!
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