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 Aug 2018 Steve m sawyer
Lily
People frequently ask me,
“Please write this for me?”
“Can you make a character based off of me?”
“Can I be in your story?”
“Will you write a poem for me?”
And every time I get a question like that
I just want to scream,
I want to shout in their ears to
Make sure they understand that
I only write things I’m passionate about.
If it’s not a topic or a character that I am
Willing to put my entire heart and soul into,
I’m not doing it.
Please understand that this art for me is
A release, not necessarily a hobby.
I can’t take requests.
And I can’t control this passion.


Everyone lives life as it comes
But what is life without LOVE
Come let us be ONE
Share our sorrows and pain
Why should we be strangers now
When we are in LOVE
When we are LOVERZ

Come and accord
Your melody with my tune
Let us sing together and
Make the world listen
To our LOVE-songs

Let the world know
The ways of our LOVE
To give away everything for LOVE
To sacrifice one's joy
For BELOVEDz joy

What is the use of
Living life just for oneself
If you've taken money - salary
For doing some good
What's that good worth for?
There are millions like that
The world will forget them all

Only those will be remembered
Only those will be given
Entry into the doors of heaven
Who have smiled in LOVE
Who are devoted in LOVE

Ups and downs are Nature of LOVE
Those are the style of LOVERZ
Why not forget what happened in past
And embrace each other FOREVER
Let us be ONE SOUL
By burning the flame of two hearts


Everyone lives life as it comes
But what is life without LOVE
Come let us be ONE
Share our sorrows and pain
Why should we be strangers now
When we are in LOVE
When we are LOVE-RZ



i’m a zombie,
only half alive.

i’m a ghost,
i don’t even know
what i look like.

i’m out of touch with myself
and everybody else.

i haven’t heard my voice in weeks,
i’ve forgotten how to speak.
Another edit from 6 years ago.
 Aug 2018 Steve m sawyer
Cynthia
With nature, comes beauty
That many would seek,
Of bears and lions
And amber trees,

Of streams so shallow
Where ants could swim,
They dance on pebbles,
Joined limb to limb.

And once in a while,
A Nightingale sings
On an oak tree so high
Where angels could live.

The secrets of nature
That one would seek,
The beauty, the love
That lies within.
I live in a city so whenever my family travels, I always love looking at the forests outside. (I never saw a bear or lion or a Nightingale but I know they're there)
i wake up every morning
and i make breakfast
i sit beside you and i eat
i read and sometimes make conversation too
but you don't know me enough
to know that i'm not really there
you haven't really ever tried
you see the scars painted across my thighs
you hear me crying to myself at night
it doesn't matter that you never see me smile
because i'm still here
still alive
if i was to leave tonight
without even saying goodbye
would you care then
would you try
would you finally realise
that i needed you to love me, mum
and you let me down
night after night
you've let me down one too many times
and here i am telling you, goodbye
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