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I placed you in my mind,
and from my dreams I got blind.
Then I placed you in my heart,
living my life, again I start.
I'm doing well now. How about you, love?
If you were broken, and i had the parts to fix you
i would work on you both night and day
but, i'm afraid the parts that i use would mix you
and take the best parts of you away
 Apr 2015 Annabelle Kathryn
JD
Brought to my knees
with my head held high
only praying to the stars
to one day see you fly.
Did someone scatter cornflakes
All over the ground?
Or some kind of cereal
With a crunchy sound?

When walking on the grass
There's a snap, crackle, and pop,
The dry summer's drought
Just doesn't seem to stop.

Lawns all around
Look about the same,
All turning brown
While waiting for the rain.

August 21, 1993
Feet,
Wherever thou goest today,
Whether it's near
Or far away,

This I'll say
For this I know,
Whither thou goest
I will go,

This I beseech thee
This I pray,
Whither thou goest
Don't leave me astray.
I am Ink
sweet blood of the
pen.
I **** the flesh of parchment with savvy strokes of timeless musings.
The poet is nothing without my inspiration to spur him forward forcing thought from mind into
visual conceptions of reality.
The written word is law and
I am law
We are one.
The ink ,not the pen, is mightier than the sword.
What is the pen without me?
The ink.
A wasted corpse
space used on a desk
worthless
to be without ink.
I alone am the soul of literature.
I alone raise words from the dead  minds of deceased philosophers.
My word has capsized continents
waged unwinnable wars
I do not discriminate
I have killed men women children.
I have breathed life into centuries.
I am eternity
I am ink.
Realization has come now
Hoping to set the truth free
Guaranteed to show the way
To the gateway
Death gives a last wish to say farewell to those around me

Goodbye to the girl with useless information
Goodbye to the boy who used too much
Goodbye to the swimmer who was too cruel
Goodbye to the fictional character with an obsession
Goodbye to the party girl who drank frequently
Goodbye to the adorable one who cried too much over friendships gone
Goodbye to the one who plotted revenge
Goodbye to the one with insults he never meant
Goodbye to the one who gave birth to new life
Goodbye to the boy who kept to himself
Goodbye to the broken hearted that roamed the earth
Goodbye to the girl who played the leader
Goodbye to the followers that believed in nonsense
Goodbye to the forgotten
Goodbye to the lost
Goodbye to the future
Goodbye to your dreams that were crushed
Goodbye to the hope you kept

Goodbye to myself
For I have seen the future
- From Masquerade
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