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Dougie Simps Jun 2014
Body language, it must be her body language
I catch myself staring at her confidence, sorry girl if I can't explain this
You see your aura shows gold and your passion shines bright
Your heart beats fast because of your sleepless, nervous nights
Of the thought that a man may actually know how to treat ya, greet ya, and hell maybe show honest affection
He may actually just wanna lay with you and hear you speak without any degrating corrections
You're a star. Beyond that in this abstract world where you and I are
As we lay ontop of the car and I point out the Little Dipper you show me the idea of comfortable love by tomorrow
Midnight kisses, sensation from my misses
It's the opportunities in life's that we should cherish that's my mission
Tear drops coming from a broken mask as we bash and I pour my stubborn heart into her empty glass
To find something that can forever last
No matter what the sceptics say
Girl, I don't listen to chatters I listen to only what my mind will say.
Follow me. I wanna guide you. I wanna show you. I know I didn't allow myself to feel the grasps of a good woman
But I held on
**I never released. I believe in the chance of us...can you believe in the idea of me?
Script
Dougie Simps May 2014
Don't take a lot to get this person inspired
As his arms grow weak and tired
Hoping to god he doesn't expire
As passes on through the fire
And chases what he admires
Angel kisses that put faith in all he so desires
But this ain't the same man who remember who wrote confessions
Passed up selling his soul to gain a few more blessings
People, anymore questions?
I choose to plead the fifth
Your antagonist ways slowly **** me like an active cyst
As I clinch both my fist and prepare for hopeless battle
With friends, family I love and those who truly matter
A spoonful of pure disaster
Mind bursting with thoughts...
The hardest battle in my life is the one internally fought
To think twice with gun while the devil dares you to pull the trigger and growing as an outcast a half Caucasian  ni@@a who strikes with pure aggression, ignored but received the message
Push every good woman away who probably could of gave him leverage
To rise high to the sky, Jesus god me oh my
A half empty glass full of broken dreams and tears from his eyes
But denies it and just lies cause weakness is pain leaving the body
He won't lower his guard for a single person, NOT NOBODY!
But even a lion gotta know when to drop his pride and say sorry...so
Sorry for all the issues, all I've ever put you through
The truth is you was my biggest fan and I didn't wanna wish on you
Father you are forgiven, It's times for me to start living
Slaving my internal freedom, overworking them in my Hell's Kitchen
Listen...cause I'm disappearing and placing my world in disguise
Thank you Hello Poetry
Im calling it quits but it's been a great ride...alotta wishes inside...no longer feel the need to write...I'm done but
I leave you with final piece "Lookin through his eyes"
live for every moment, love yourself
Actually...don't take my advice
(Do you)
It's been real Hello Poetry. Writing and I have met a breakup and I've truly enjoyed all ya and this "dream" I attempted but I seems reality sets and plays a role in any persons life. While alotta ya only like depressing **** (it's whatever) I respected all your writing and support (you know who you are) and truly loved my rapid growth and success here. I will hopefully be bak in the future. A.$.O.F|| -- LostLove WRITE ON PEOPLE
Dougie Simps May 2014
(Drink pouring)
My....my eyes close...
I feel...I feel something close, something I adore most,
Buttermilk soft skin
Lips that taste like sin
Slow kisses...no idea where they've been.
Hold up, *(piano)

Let my notes serenade your brain
Create the melody for your sensation
Watch my slow riffs penetrate your veins
Said "your music's my drug"
As I play this sweet novacane
Extra dosages of my verses for the pain
A hook that leaves the body drained

Stop!

Repetition creates a dullness of ones perception
Changed the notes to help this ****** aggression
Synced it up so well
Baby, we so in tune
Nothing is better than making a love song
Nothing is better than making the perfect song with you.
Musical sensations
Dougie Simps May 2014
It's quite outside
Not a noise a play
Not a sound hits
The veins absorb more blood
The sweat on my forehead drips
I'm transforming
I'm becoming who I really am
A monster from a son
An enemy from a friend
My god, I'm evil
I'm demented and insane
I endure the darkness of the soul
I fein for the pressure of pain
Injections of the venom
A death Sentence with a chair scripted my name
I am who I was when you thought you knew me
I'm a villain, I'm still the same!
This animal has been released
The fury of rage broke open my enclosed cage
Where love letters fell to the floor from super woman's page
Spider-Man, superman, send em all my way
My powers aren't going to eletricfy your heros, it's invisble but corrupts the reaction of the face
Terror pumps through my heart
Anger feeds my fist
Blood is replaced with toxins
My thoughts are molded and crisp
STOP ME! I dare you, try!

**Are you kidding me? I'm not an evil villain at all!
Ya just love negativity and anguish
You wouldn't of read this if I didn't say words that die
That intrigue you!
Haunt you and daunt you!
Why do you all love misery?
Why do you need my psychotic thoughts to help you sleep at night?
It probably helps your ignorance, loneliness doesn't match insanity...
Shut up! You know I'm right.
The most messed up twist you'll ever read. You people only like sad and crazy writing. You're misery...it does love company #YouCantStopMe
Dougie Simps Apr 2014
I know there are footprints in the sand as I walk...I just choose not to look back.
The tide will come and wash them away...erasing where I've walked, as I start a new path.
A new journey. One that constructs infinite golden dreams with so much belief in happiness & imagination...enhancing our minds through blissful thinking, supporting the art of insanity, those crazy enough to paint love & passion in their destination.
As we continue to make new footprints in the sand, the ocean of memories past continues to wash them away.
I know I have so many more footprints to make ahead of me...I know I have more memories that will eventually all wash away.
Steps
Dougie Simps Apr 2014
It was every late night,
Every rising sun,
Every memory of you're love
Every second, every outcome
I felt empty but you filled my soul
I felt alone, but you offered a hand to hold.

The perfect surprise, the unexpected happy ending
The promises that were kept
A person worth forever friending

*I write this to you even though I'm sad and know you're in the sky
I miss you every day...I still wish I could of just said one last goodbye.
Not real just a story.
Dougie Simps Apr 2014
I'm now in a position,
To embark on a journey that terrifies me, leaving me sleepless without a dream
Making the blood pressure rise
Allowing my mind to start to believe..
As we grow older, wishing on promised luck and wanting to achieve
Formulating our individuality, searching for ignorance to please,
Paying amends to our regretful past, mistaking our wants from our needs.
All while only healing our flaws, when the wounds start to bleed.
I can't aim to please,
No, not anymore..
How can I want to be rich, when internally I'm morally poor
With goals I talk about, when I never played enough to score
With my eyes on the rearview mirror, when there is so much more to look forward...to.
A story we all have, hard times we've all been through
It's how you write you're ending,
The outcome of your book only can  come from you.

**"Never erase, never stop writing your story, never give up on what you do."
Never stop writing
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