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49 · Nov 2018
i'm becoming
i'm becoming more of a homebody
im becoming more open
i'm becoming more  silent
im becoming more happy
i'm becoming more sad
i'm  becoming more not caring
i'm becoming more watching
for my eyes see more than i speak
48 · Oct 2018
no title
come with me into the woods and see all the flowers and trees that  grow all over the place they grow for miles and miles.
The sun shines bright for everyone can see all the beauty
at night the moon shines bright you can still see all the beauty and wonder of the woods
48 · Jan 2019
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dark night brings crying eyes
day light brings wide open eyes
come walk with me
come hold me tight  even when i try to fight
stop making everything so hard let it sit and think
do you even know what time it is ?
stars are bright as we know
pen in hand
paper on the table
write  what comes to mind she says
write until your hands fall off
smoke your cigarette
light your joint
drink your *****
run your bubble bath
and avoid the world
46 · Sep 4
spring
Spring
Here comes some warm nights
Here comes some warm days
Spring
Here comes the birds who flew south
Here comes the insects who have hide from winter
Spring
Here comes making plans for summer
Here comes Easter
What else can I say about spring ?
Spring
Spring
Oh I can’t wait for summer
45 · Nov 2018
no title
lonely
funny
sad
happy
crying ly
smart
loving
friendly
gone
forgotten
smile when you hit the ground
clumsy
smart
wise in the time
think
laying in the fire of hell
walking
running
come across the trees
screaming screaming
but no one hears
stop
go
stand staring at the beautiful site
how
and where
but time for sleep
dreaming dreaming dreaming
45 · Nov 2018
no title
come with me
come now
why you ask
cause i said so
you wait to think
but you know you want to
so you do
we walk into the woods and look at each other deep in the eyes and our souls come together as they kiss and we stand there watching them.
They look so happy and peaceful
it's getting cold and dark and the moon is shining and our souls leave
we go our spend ways but that moment will ever forget
44 · Dec 2018
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Walking down the praved road of hell
Its all quite not one sound
All the lights are on no shadows to be founded
Your body cold  wishing it  was warm
Rain starts to come down you wish you were home right now
You keep on walking until you reach  home
Once inside you the home of hell and you dont want to be founded right there.
So change into night and as you sleep so bright
The moon gets jealous at that site
But doesnt want break the fight
So you stop and look around
Warm to snuggle
Right to sleep for this town.
You are sunshine...
You are rain...
You make me forget all my pain.

You are dark...
You are light...
Without you I have no sight.

You are summer...
You are spring...
You are far more than just a fling.

You are winter...
You are fall...
Without you I have nothing at all.

You are apples...
You are peaches...
You are far better than the country's best beaches.

You are cherries...
You are pears...
Maybe that's why everybody stares.

Carrots and cucumbers...
as long as I'm with you...
I can't fall under.

Peppers and cabbage...
thank you so ******* much...
for tearing away my bandage.

Every single person that know's me...
know's a fact...
I've been a ******* my whole life...

but for some reason...
you woke me up...
so many people tried..
over...and over...and over...

I owe you everything...
my life...my love...un dying.
stupid words I write can't even come close to express what you mean to me.

I will Love you until I'm dead and in the ground...
and I don't even think that would stop me.
he was great writer
39 · Dec 2018
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As I sleep one night long ago
I had a dream some i remember some i dont
Feels so real
Felt like nothing i have ever felt before
The parts i remember I'm happy
The parts I dont I'm sad
As I sleep other night long ago
I had other dream
Again some I remember some I dont
Again feels so real
Again felt like nothing I felt before
Is it wrong to feel this way I ask myself that  every day
35 · Dec 2018
Untitled
A poem by me
Crying
Sitting
Laying
Crying
Crying
Crying
Thinking
Thinking
Thinking
I feel so lost
I feel so sad
I feel so well I dont know anymore
Like time has no hands
And days have no time
Memories  have lasted
Memories have gone
What now
What should i do
What  should i feel
I have  words
I have thoughts
I'm ............
28 · Sep 4
winter
Winter
Nights are way darker
Nights are way colder
Winter
No more swimming
No more bbq
Winter
No more hot sunny days
No more camping
Winter
No more paid vacations
No spending time with family
Winter
Here comes Christmas
Here’s come new years
Winter
Many wishing it was spring or summer
I am one of them
Winter
I say why do we need it
I say the hell with winter
We only need 3 seasons
Spring summer and fall
Winter
Winter
Oh I cant wait for spring
20 · Sep 4
random words
Random words , thoughts, speak
Poem by me
Face  beautiful, sad, happy
Cold air, beath, night
Best good,fair , friend
God real, imagine, believing
Stay longer, walking, run
Forever love, marriage, life
Moment time,photo, video
Blood death, red, fire
Beath sore, bad, cold
Call distance, fail , unlimited
Hair dye, beautiful, fine
Today tomorrow, night , day
Full stomach, moon , lies
Touch good , bad , away
Red blood , crayon , lipstick
Rain heavy, light, wet
Waiting  staying, going , sitting
Watch tv , movies, people
Sit time , moment, quite
Warm heat, heart, strong
Sea water , blue , sharks
Heart beat , red , alive
Finally now , stay , wait
Realize understand, waiting , talking
Child born , age , playful
Human man , woman , child
18 · 18h
Poetry
Poetry
Is something that you feel
Is something that you write
Is something that is wonderful
Is something that is close to your heart
Is something that is special
Is something to hide or shine
Is someone who can love
Is someone who can share
Is someone who can care
Is someone who can tell a short story
Is someone who can explain say without saying words
Is something I love to do
Is something that comes easy when in the mood words  flow just like the wind
Some make sense and some don’t
Poetry
A poem I wrote about poetry

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