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 Jan 2014 ComplicatedCharmer
hkr
snakes get a new skin
every one
two
three months

we get one every
one
two
three
four
five
six
seven years

in five year's time
i'll have a skin
you never
touched

and i'll still probably
be conflicted
on how i feel
about that.
There's so much to gain through pain
The struggles bring about an irrevocable strength
Although at times we lose our fight
Each dawn beckons begging us to rise
Courage is the ability to see that so much more could be
Regardless of the troubles that elude you to believe in impossibilities
Before you start cursing your cares away
Remember to look ahead to see what is truly at stake
Tomorrow is a new day
Let the man love his man
Let the woman love her woman
its not yours , its their lifes
they're no animals , its their right
Loving can never be a sin
Love can never be immoral
A lover can never be a sinner
For love is eternal
So maybe it's time to shut those mouths
No one wants your opinion , quit the shouts
It's their life not yours
Stop interfering in something you know nothing about

Let the man love his man
You don't have to judge
Let the woman love her woman
What is their crime: love ?
Oh , I think we're back again
Where we left off our sweet little games
I know what you want , to Hurt me again
Throw me down the drain and to cover me with cuts you inflict
You want me to be dressed in pain
But I don't blame you , I blame your guts
To come out here in the open , let's kick some butts
And let me roll one first , got any cigarettes bud ?
Than we'll talk about how much you loath me
And why I think you're even worse than dirt
So take out the old photographs
Wipe and clean , common you fool ,DUST !
Make them shine so that they remind of the time when we were all about love
It makes us smile and makes us giggle you didn't believe but it's a major fiddle lost to the name and the riddles
That walks in the maze and amaze with all that rage it cages in the middle
And all that murderous thoughts provokes the anger that drowns our fears for we are the leaders
Marching forward with coldness that blinds and madness that shines through the eyes of a
killer
And to witness the blood that flows down the streets and make you believe that there is nothing more beautiful than red
Maybe you've lost your soul but you still have your head
So go ahead with your last Breath and paint this town with your cred
And the wounds that were given to you in a disguise never did set and you play with them in your spare time but you're not comfortable yet
And it burns and it turns and you learn form someone that the one you hate lives down the street just at the end
And when you go down and search around the only thing you found was a mirror
you're so stupid , my friend !
What if you bumped with a stranger?
Neatly dressed and obviously good looking
With eyes that melts when he gazed
And handsomeness you can’t resist
How would you react?
What if he offered a hand to help you rise?
You find that hand well maintained
With those long fingers and soft palm
Would you not hesitate to accept it?
What if he beamed at you?
It is a kind of warm and sincere smile
With those nice, glossy, red lips
Would you trust him your smile too?
What if he looked at you intently?
Considering the admiration you found in his eyes
With the fact that he is the most
Attractive man you ever laid eyes on
Would you give him a hint of your attraction?
What if he asked too much ‘bout you
Yet never gave you the chance to know him better
Would you let yourself be entertained?
By his deep, authoritative voice
Would you rather talk to him with fondness?
What if you've been asked to go out?
Get to know each other well, have some fun
Would you give him just a chance?
What if you found yourself enjoying his company?
‘Til your feelings for him developed
The once admiration you've felt grew and now blooms
Would you give yourself a chance to love and be loved?
Would you question the shortness of time spent?
To let that feeling reign
Would it matter to you?
How much you've known each other
Not that much yet the feeling overflows
Would it be a big deal to you?
That you’re just mere strangers
Who accidentally met, out of millions?
In this wide, topsy – turvy world…
“If your'e not brave enough to talk to a stranger how do you think they will become anything more than a stranger?”
― Eden Griffith
My whole world revolves again
When you came into my life
I don’t know how to say
How much you mean to me
How I wish I could surprise
The sensational beat of my heart
'Coz when you’re near me
I wanna say “I love you!”
Why is that love is here to stay
To keep me feel the warmth of desire
In my heart, in my soul
And in my whole life
I love you is my magic word
A way of sayin’ my endearment
With all my heart and exaction
This means you’re my destiny…
I LOVE YOU: probably the most overused and abused words ever yet has the power to **** and resurrect a person in an instant.
 Jan 2014 ComplicatedCharmer
LF
I awake to silence .
Him breathing quietly next to me.
The snow outside the window dancing slowly to the ground .
I close my eyes then open them, peeking again.
Hes here. Im not dreaming .
I turn ever so carefully , propped up on an elbow, watching him sleep.
I study his face , how peaceful he looks.
I run my finger tips down his arm
Tracing around his tattoo, down to his hand.
I feel him grab my hand interlocking our fingers.
I sigh.
" good morning beautiful " .
Wondering how it would feel
To be the product of an act of heartless violence.
Would you believe you are nothing?
Or would you be stronger?
Wondering how people would react
If you told them you are
The sum of a misrepresented equation?
How could a vicious act of cruelty and terror
Lead to such delicate beauty?
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