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  Oct 2015 Joshua Haines
Sierra Brown
Words written so vividly,
you can see them come alive before your eyes.
You write as if your lungs depend only on literature to breath;
As if your heart pumped stories instead of blood to live.
As if you needed to write to stay alive,
you've become addicted to picking up the pen.
Writing unconsciously about all your ***** secrets;
your thoughts, and daily activities go onto paper.
A beautiful soul;
A chaotic mind.
You'll never get any rest with a poetic mind.
This started on a piece of napkin paper,
I hope ya'll enjoy it.
  Oct 2015 Joshua Haines
James M Vines
When your journey is too much, just hold on to my hand. When you have grown weary, let me help you stand. When life tempest blow you off course, let me be your guide. When you have a mountain to climb, I will be by your side. In all things I will give you friendship and find you when you are lost. I will ever keep you in my prayers no matter what the cost. Through adversity and joy, through the thick and the thin. I will support you and be there until the end. So until we part ways and move to the next life. Remember you can ever call me friend, until death does our friendship divide.
  Oct 2015 Joshua Haines
Cat Fiske
people come and go,
and save your soul,
for things that are worth your breath that you breathe,

and as every good thing comes to an end,
you hope to god for it to stay forever,
hopping for it to last forever as if wishing the sun to not set every night.

but as time passes you must realize,
like the wind blow away and is gone,
as will you be one day,

so make most of each moment,
as if it is the very last day,
with things that feel like love,

because like the things that save you now,
cannot be able to save you later as they do now,
as you see your only safe for the moment.
I found safety in a little thing, and it i slowly slowly showing me I need to find safety in myself, and not worry about the other stuff.
  Oct 2015 Joshua Haines
Jack Thompson
I've put away my starry eyed gaze
Which always got me into trouble.
Losing all touch to the depths of my soul.
Stars only appear under the Hubble.


It was necessary to let you go.
But I unwound all the string,
like a kitten too eager.
I've had love and pain.
And now I have neither.
© All Rights Reserved Jack Thompson 2015
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