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Ashley Boss Jan 2014
In a year's time,
I can change my hair,
My wardrobe,
My bedroom,
My laugh,
And even my personality,
But I cannot change the past.
I cannot change my love
Or my longing,
But can only push those feelings aside
Ashley Boss Sep 2013
Waves rolling into the sand
slowly shaping the land
All I am giving you is my prayer
to not cause my family despair
I’m sinking slowly
and this is my life’s final soli
I am reaching my final achievement
by not causing you bereavement.
Ashley Boss Sep 2013
One day,
we will all grow up,
will have families,
will fall in love,
will be hurt,
will die.
We will all be forgotten.
We are told to leave a legacy,
but who will remember when we're dead?
we will become another hole in the ground,
a box of ashes on a mantel piece,
a forgotten memory.
Ashley Boss Sep 2013
Battered,
Frayed,
Mangled,
My best friend.
After 14 years,
Gone,
A memory.
A bit of my childhood
Turned into nostalgia.
Fading away
Into the past.
Forgotten.
Ashley Boss Sep 2013
Cuddling under the stars,
Kissing in the rain,
Sleeping in bed,
Holding hands at the zoo,
Adventuring.
I spend my days dreaming.
Dreaming of **you.
Ashley Boss Sep 2013
If the color were to leave,
Would you still see the beauty in the sunrise?
If you were to go blind,
Would you still see the beauty in the spring?
If the world became mute,
Would you still hear the beauty of the birds singing?
If you were to go deaf,
Would you still hear the beauty of the summer nights?
If I were to die,
*Would you still see the beauty in my life?
Ashley Boss Sep 2013
The wind, howling at the moon, came through the trees
singing a beautiful ballad
of those who are forgetting memories
and losing hope.
singing of anguish and desire.
waiting for the sun to shine.
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