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Sleepless Aug 2015
A gentle kiss from tender lips
A love from deep within my hips
And yet my emotions seem amiss
For I've mistaken pain for happiness
An abusive relationship that I am glad to say I don't have
Sleepless Jul 2015
A dreadful day t'would be to hear
The piercing sound that all do fear
Once clouded mind will all be clear
When the bells sing "death is near"

Run as you might you cannot hide
For the bells they scream inside
Your soul is their's, you're along for the ride
And to the new rules you must abide

They chime their plan to take you away
And by now you've accepted your fate
You follow orders and day by day
From reality you go astray

Death is rounding along the bend
Your sanity left though you hardly pretend
Your family all leaves you but in the end
You realize death was your only friend

To the gates you take your stroll
To offer the undertaker your soul
And rest in the earth to return what you stole
And it's clear to you now for whom the bell tolls
A simple song about death and those that slowly go insane
Sleepless Jul 2015
Close your eyes, sweet innocent child
Its time for the night to play
Let the dark take over now
For tomorrow's another day

The bear has laid his head to rest
The owl's day has begun
Raccoons and bats come out to play
But for you, the day is done

The wolf has come to sing to the moon
Crickets will hum lullabies
The stars will come to dance in the black
With the darkening sky

So rest your head, sweet innocent child
Your time has come to an end
The sun has set to make way for night
Its time to sleep once again
A lullaby I wrote for a children's book is will be illustrating in the near future.
Sleepless Jul 2015
There are freckles on your face,
Your shoulders, arms, and back
Bronze, tanned skin
Is something that you lack
Your sight isn't the greatest
Think rims cover your eyes
Hiding the true beauty
Of hue as blue as skies

Your height is nothing unique
Your abs do not show
The wavy hair you hate so much
Has a beautiful orange glow
You don't have sweaty hands
They're the opposite: dry
But my clammy hands help them heal
When our fingers intertwine

You have the cutest nervous habits
You sway when you stand
You run your fingers through your hair
You fidget with your hands
You crack your knuckles under stress
Your neck, your back, and toes
And when your glasses start falling down
You push them up on your nose

I tell you that you're beautiful
Every chance I get
And each time you tell me no
Because you seem to forget
I don't want a perfect man
Chiseled body, flawless face
Gorgeous eyes mean nothing to me
If their gaze is a cold embrace

Imperfection is a grace
That most do not see
But it's rich and beautiful and helps to show
The gorgeous personality
Look past looks and you'll fall in love
With the persona hiding within
And only then will you begin to see
The beauty imperfection can bring

You're a Devine human being
A beautiful blemished wonder
Your gentle smile and nervous chuckle
Makes you more perfect than any other
Your imperfection is beautiful
And I'm happy to finally see
That I have found that special someone
As imperfectly beautiful as me
A poem for my boyfriend, who may not be Johnny Depp, but is perfect to me

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