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This love is a little game we play

       It has no end
       There's no escape
       You hold all the cards
       And the way you stack them
If they were to fall they'd bury me alive
          Deprived from your kiss
It's the only thing I'd miss
     Not even breath or the sting of my wrists from when you hold me to your rules
                And no matter how many times I go broke trying to make you smile
       I'll always pay the dealer even if it takes a while
I would happily suffer
   because of how much I love you
I will put myself through misery
    just so you feel no pain
I would walk on flames
     and put them out
         so you can walk through
I will drive myself insane
     so you can have no part of the blame
I just wanna believe
        that you love me
               that much too
Innocence is the days when
I thought that monsters
lived under the bed rather
than slept right beside me.

It was the times I feared
heights almost as much as
I now fear brooding stares.

Back when I thought
passionate love was the
only kind worth having
— that I now wish for a
lover who loves quietly.

Innocence was thinking
danger was an ill-advised
adventure, not a man.

It was admiring a tornado
heart and not realizing the
damage it would cause.
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She saw a rainbow where he could only see black.
But together, they made a frame, keeping their picture perfect life intact.

She saw the sun where he was always captivated by the moon.
But together, they made each other's wishes come true and not a moment too soon.

She saw smiles where he drowned in the sadness of eyes.
But together, they made laughter and found truth amongst a million lies.

She saw beauty where he could only see regrets and pain.
But together, they made a life that could always be and would always remain.

She saw him where he would always find her.
And together, they made happiness that could span galaxies forever.
 Sep 2015 David Adam Johnson
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Please help me find her!

Name: Her name is the sweetest ever.
Age: She looks very beautiful at her teen age.
Eyes: Her tantalizing black eyes leads you to the depth of forever.
Hair: Her silky black hair will make queens dazed.

Height: She stands enough for my arms to wrap around her shoulders.
Weight: It is my dream to someday honeymoon-lift her.
Distinguishable mark: Seeing her will make you fall to your knees.
Last seen: She's in front of me, but she's not here.

Circumstance: She was oh so sweet
She tells me she loves me even if everyone is listening
She holds my hand, hugs me from behind
Even if others are looking, she wouldn't mind

But that was the story before
Now, she's like that no more
It seems I have spoiled her too much
All the sweet little gestures for her now seemed awkward

Those changes made me stop and step back
"Where are you?", I always quietly ask
I seem to be looking at a stranger's back
Where is she? That someone I love?

So please! Please help me find her!
If you ever see her, contact me immediately
I wish to see the old her again
Not only for her, but to also set myself free
Just missing how she used to be.
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