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 Mar 2016 Ash Rose
Ron
Anything
 Mar 2016 Ash Rose
Ron
You're eyes are so beautiful
Like a window to the soul
I try to look in
But the walls are too high
Too many have hurt you
Too many have lied
I'll weather your storm
I'll master your seas
I'd do almost anything
To be in your dreams
you and i have been the moon and sea
clouds and trees
never and infinity

we haveĀ been earth and sky
day and night
from the darkness comes your light

it's in your sea salt tears
my stardust air
you and i are everywhere

we shall meet again
death is not the end
in another life
our story begins
******* @me
why tf am more inspired by tv characters than my own life???
Is it okay
If I say I love you?
Am I even
Allowed to?

Is it safe for me
To tell you?
Or will you
Break my heart
Just like
Everybody else do?

Will you still
Look at me
With the same eyes?
Or will you
Turn away
And leave me behind?

Or will you still
Smile at me,
Still talk and laugh
Like we always did?

And if I may ask
Could it be
That you like me
Even if it's just a little bit?
It it okay?.....Or should I stay away?...
 Mar 2016 Ash Rose
vinny
i got these demons see
they been real good to me
so don't take this personally
but when you come close
they go into a frenzy

this is not
about you at all
i'm looking for the real deal
someone for the long haul

someone who can bring calm to the storm so to speak
what i really need...

She said
she had
one last
thing to show me
*My my were those lessons Holy!
 Mar 2016 Ash Rose
vinny
you and me
is not reality
and its getting
slipping
away from me
i'm just a trick
your mirrors and smoke
bring me a schwarma platter
and a diet coke
if i am nothing and
never have been
then how come
when you do my laundry
you get your vs
and my dress shirts
all mixed in??
 Mar 2016 Ash Rose
Star Gazer
Watch how the sky twists
From clear blue to complete grey
Bringing hell on Earth.

Walking on lone walks
Reminiscing on the past
As skies start to rain.

Rain leaks from my eyes
The birds fly back to their nests
As I become lost.

Breathing is a chore
Existing where things will die
Praying for blue skies.

Blue skies that never
Seem to ever reappear,
Life is a hassle.
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