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Hold me closer to you,
     Until this throe is over,
          Wipe away this despairing tears,
              And build smile into my face,
          Take away all of this weights I'm lifting,
       And let me rest in your embrace,
   Whisper comfort into my ears,
With the warmth of your breath I feel.


                                You're all that I needed.


                                                    But­­ oh well, I won't expect too much,
                                          I know for a fact that it won't happen,

'Cause I'm just a NOBODY.





                             © Earl Jane
                               ♥ E.J.C.S.
First post
It's only when
you are in the other room
realize how much you love her.

Stings you the pain
sinks you the gloom
the void seems impassably far.

You wish could walk back to her
cover the space  with a run
look her eyes' dying star
plant there a risen sun.

The other room chills your bone
cripples you with fear
here you are terribly alone
with the hatch shut forever.

Pause before that long distance
where love meets its doom
for hardly is a second chance
once you enter the other room.
There's no freedom
anywhere

except what's envisioned
in the mind.
She’s going out dancing,
she’s feelin’ real fine,
she’s having a good time,
and she’s dressed to the nines—
lives, that is,
as she hasn’t lost one yet.

She has no worries,
no troubles or cares,
aside from the dude
who keeps calling her Pet
and the tuna in her hairs.

Today is the day,
she chuckles to me.
Today is the day
that she gets to be free.

Free to be fancy,
free to have feasts,
free to laugh at
the dogs on the leash.
Today is my cat's birthday, so I wrote a silly poem.
Yes, you may call me a catlady. :P
life is full of twists and turns
beautiful visions and down right burns
I couldn’t
always be there.

It was as
simple as that.

And in a world
where everyone
  needs everything
to be at their
  beckoning call,

I just wasn’t
  good enough.

-Andrew Durst.
Hello everyone.
 Jul 2015 Thinking Out Loud
niamh
I sink into your soul.
Saturated by your words
And immersed in your emotion,
I make my peace with drowning.
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