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Leave a door open for us
Even a crack will do

And I'll leave my window latch unlocked

****, boy
I really do miss you.
Feeling rather melancholy tonight
it can either be
the greatest gift
or the most
painful response.
I haven't been writing short poems lately. Feels good to get this one out.
Keep breaking my heart,
it'll only make my writing
better
I hate you
because I keep thinking about you all the day
and when I conecte I feel so sad if you’re not there
and I jumb and scream if you say Hi to me
I hate you
because I listen to all the music you like
and I read all the books you read
I hate you**
Because I lost myself so I can get you
cause I become you so you can love me better
I hate you
because for you I did the things I shouldn’t do !!
I lost people I used to know
I hate you
because I get mad so quikely and I laugh for no reason
because I don’t know my self anymore
I hate you
because I cry just because I miss you
and I become the happiest one in the earth when You call me
I hate you
because your love controle me !!
There is a quiet whisper
in the corner of my mind
it speaks to me on dark days
when the sunlight I can't find

It speaks of secret hatred
wrapped up in friendship's ruse
and though I try to fight it
my will it soon subdues.

I struggle in my silence
hiding all behind my smile
no emotion breaks the surface
as I tell the world "I'm Fine"

There is a quiet whisper
growing quickly to a scream
as I weave a noose of secrets
bringing end to foolish dreams.
There will always be bad days and sad days and blue days
there will always be lonely too little of you days
there will always be dull days with nothing to do
but the best days are always spent dreaming of you.

There will always be love hiding just out of sight
There will always be searching for meaning and light
There will always be moonlight and lone whistle cries
but I'd trade all these wonders for one of your smiles

There will always be longing for far distant lands
There will always be words flowing out through these hands
There will always be friendship both steadfast and true
There will always be me, may there always be you.
I thunder down corridors
the wind in my hair
days spent staring at the ceiling
has made me a little crazy
So tonight I roll with my brother
taking corners sideways
howling with laughter
as we make our bid for freedom
and the sweet night air.
My brother in law "borrowed" a wheelchair and staged a breakout earlier. It was the best medicine :-)
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