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Decisions Made

Good and bad decisions made
We do this each and every day
So many choices that we have
We choose between good and bad

Right or wrong is not so clear
Sometimes our choices dont seem fair
We choose whats best for our lives
And live with outcomes wrong or right

Give or Take we must sometimes do
Allowing others choices too
We may not like what others choose
But they must give and take like you

Live or die with what you do
Your choice decides which one for you
The outcome to decide your fate
A short life lived or dieing late

Good or bad decisions made
We do this each and every day
So many choices that we have
We choose between good and bad

Carl Joseph Roberts
The world moves oh so fast
Sometimes its hard to catch your breath
Its like playing pick up sticks
As you pick up the pieces of the past

Sometimes death is so hard to let go
To say farewell goodbye to my sweet sister of mine
They say there heart will live on
But its so hard to move forward when they're all gone

That beautiful rose has now seemed to shrivel
Life has all gone and left it to die
I miss her so much that beautiful rose that was once there
She was my sweet sister of mine

I feel like I lost her all too soon
Didn't really know who this women really was
Maybe if more attention was paid
Maybe then her life could of been saved
 Sep 2013 Allen Wilbert
AM
Waiting is such an
agonizing
thing to do
But I'll wait for an eternity
if I'm waiting
on you
 Sep 2013 Allen Wilbert
Sarah
There's a woodpecker
in my chest
tapping on my ribs
tapping on my breast
tapping on my feelings
even when I rest

There's a woodpecker
in my lungs
smothered by the tar
muted and unsung
choking on black shame
swallowed by my tongue

There's a woodpecker
behind my eyes
beating its blue wings
chained under the lies
weeping for passion
under my disguise

I want to set you free,
woodpecker
from the cage inside
my chest
but this conformity,
woodpecker,
forces you to hide
like all the rest

I would let you out if I could.
 Sep 2013 Allen Wilbert
Ashley
I am
 Sep 2013 Allen Wilbert
Ashley
I am the broken pocket watch you never fixed
I am the wrapping paper everyone eventually throws away
I am the paper you lecture your feelings on
I am the platte but I only seem to have red paint
I am the page in your favorite book that you skipped over because I wasn't important enough
I am the unread poem you never bothered to check out
I am the map you forgot to bring and left behind
I am the girl with peacock eyes who never seems to cry
I am the child with no fears except herself and you
I am the daughter you called sweetie and you're the one I called daddy

I am the one you said you'd never hurt.
a.c.
ALL
           (Always)

                                 :::::::the  1000 years :::::::

•••

The IDEAL

•••

So very surely all are heard

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In the Laughing

In the Crying

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--
We emerge upon the Shore

The Sea is vast

COME

(we are Here)

We must
               Cross over
Right now!      

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It is a Simple
    Song

Been played the same

A thousand years
 Sep 2013 Allen Wilbert
OldSoul
You taste like smoke
Smell like cologne
Skinny jeans
You got it going on
My baby has tobacco lips
Sweet pink cherry lips
With a inside taste of my dreams
One kiss and you're hooked
Put your fingers through my jean hoops
Pull me closer so I can hear your breathing
Kiss me like you never want to let me go
Baby I love you so
It sounds like a song
But its not
Yes my hair smells like strawberry's
You say that all the time
Can't get enough of my coconut skin
I know you're hooked
Just like me, we're in this together
This love is forever
Sweet ******* on those lips
Come a little closer so I taste those sweet lips
Sweet Ecstasy when you touch me
Sweet bliss when you release me
Make me yours
I am yours
Your are mine
All mine
Bite my lip
Pull my hair
Say you love me forever
Those eyes how they crave me
I see how you undress me
Come a little closer if you want the real thing
Those jeans look mighty fine on those body
Looking all hot with those tattoos
Sweat dripping from those black hair
Yes baby make me yours, Now.
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