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Why bother
   If there's no reason to continue
Why bother
   When everything isn't as it seems
Why bother
   If she has already said no
Why bother
   When nothing has gone your way
Why bother
   If no matter what this is how it is
Why bother
   When everything crumbles
Why bother
   If you follow your heart
Why bother
   When you can't help it
Why bother
   If you fall in love
Why bother
   When it's already been done
Why bother
   With these thoughts
Because
   They were always in my head
I bothered
   Myself because they felt right
This is my return to this website
After a long hiatus
A poem a week
My goal for all
Requests can be made
And they will be met
To everyone who loves poetry
All poets love you back

It feels great to be back
As soon as I saw you I saw the lightning aura around you
The neon letting you flow from within
Properties of gadolinium are an excuse
A magnetic principle is what I say
Amazed at the oxygen that flows from your being
Yet shocked at the purity of life you support around you
Your smile like rubidium
Turning the light around you into energy
This helps fuel my inner battery
Which is possibly lined with lead
I'm able to feel the strong calcium within your body
Which is large enough to create multiple bones and beautiful shells
So perfect that you can go with anything gold
Which is why any jewelry is lucky to be yours
But your reach of perfection is further
As you go with any tellurium
Any coloring that's seen within a stained glass window
Just on you will make you look angelic
But to me your beauty is nothing but bromine
Nothing but *poisonous
Going back to the type of poet I truly am. A love poem that utlilizes elements and their uses in the real world.
Who cares what is asked
  In the duration of a conversation
What develops mentally
  Yet sticks within one's memory
When will these truly be answered
  While everyone moves along with life
Why state inner thoughts
  If once exposed they dissappear
How does one ask and recieve
  Without forgetting what was asked
After a long silence
I am back
Was I missed
I feel like I was not
So little to tell
Not that I can feel a care
I should keep a voice
Just to your annoyance
Or disappear again
Maybe you all aren't ready for Azure
Or maybe my influence hasn't quite captured you
In due time I told myself
I should fade back to darkness
But I won't
For now my presence shall be known
Shall be felt
Everyone will speak of
The Poet Azure
A rebirth of my poetry
I can't talk to you the way i want to
Because I don't want to be seen in a bad image

I can't look at you the way I want to
Because I would hate for my mind to wander

I can't touch you the way I want to
Because I would be ashamed of myself

In time I will be able to
Because by then we will be married

But as of right now I want to only stay
The Way I Want To
When it comes to religion
Why do we have to proclaim it
Being the only other around one type
Very uncomfortable
I'm not as open as others
If I was I would be an outcast
Thrown by these beliefs
Yet I live
Within myself
For all the religion in the world
We just seek the one that helps us cope
With the troubles of this life
With a promise of better one
So I keep my religion
And outcast all others who possibly
Outcast me
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