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 Jul 2015 WNG
Terrance Horsley
Art
 Jul 2015 WNG
Terrance Horsley
Art
You're my favorite form of art, so abstract when you're away my mental image of you still exists. Allowing me to go over your curves, perfecting your imperfections that only you see, I'm a perfectionist when it comes to you it doesn't take much because you're already perfect to me. As I lay you across my canvas exploring your every dimensions, Amazed with your beauty i stop and stare with out a care, I'm Picasso with this **** I swear. I classify you as Aesthetic, you're visually pleasing. God took his time on you well before I did, and that's just me being candid. Easily modeling you make it look easy as I continue to work on you, catch these strokes boo. What a masterpiece you are you're my most valuable piece of art, pleased with your outcome, you're my favorite form of art.
 Jul 2015 WNG
Anto MacRuairidh
It has been years in the making - and yea!
Our hearts will have more breaking
And our lives - privy to even more shaking
but the prize will be ours for the taking!

On a ship tossed by sea and storm
With words from one another to keep us warm
Our course will not be easy ~ not the norm
But like steel in such fires our bond shall form.

So hoist up our flag ~ to each other betrothed
Look to the future; for our pasts shall bestow
All the lessons we need to see our love grow
~ guiding the way for a bonding of souls.

"Keep the faith!" shall be our battle cry
Before us those lacking ~ their hearts now do lie
For success is found in the try and try
and an unshakable belief in the You and I.
Faith in love of one another will help us to overcome trials and tribulations
 Jul 2015 WNG
Haydn Swan
I see the man who sleeps under the bridge,
he sings my song,  doesn't subscribe to your point of view,
lives between the gaps,  in places you've never seen,
he doesn't see the flag you wave,
nor cares to carry the message it bears
he see's the powers that be watching you fall,
marching to the beat of the new democracy,
freedom from the back of your privilege class,
while we all walk on the broken glass,
he hears the birds sing of a call to arms,
high in the tree's beyond your ivory towers,
through his tears we see it's time for a change,
as the wind blows through your corridors of power,
I'll search for the man who sleeps under the bridge.
 Jul 2015 WNG
Tomlinsonsgun
Mirror Mirror on the wall
What have I done
To deserve this all

Mirror Mirror on the wall
I can't take it anymore
They just wanna see me fall

Mirror Mirror on the wall
You'll see me on the floor
Mirror Mirror on the wall
I don't want to be your doll
 Jul 2015 WNG
Earl Jane

                                                If you are a tree,

Bombarded by extreme winds,


                                            In the amidst of a typhoon,


                                                      ­                     I'll sacrifice to be your roots,
                                                          ­       To diminish your agony,



OH, I cannot manage seeing you suffer!

                             In carrying on in a big tragedy,
                                                        ­       With utmost throe alone ,





Let me be torn and broken into fragments,
                 And be cut in combating and holding for you,




That's how much I love and care,

                                          I wish you only knew...



                       © Earl Jane
                         ♥ E.J.C.S.
 Jul 2015 WNG
Thebrokengirl
You wonder what you see
But when you go to a flower garden
You pick the most beautiful flower
Certainly not the flower that is dying
When you walk past broken glass
You don't pick it up but you walk past it
And you dare wonder how I arrived to this place
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