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As I lay dozing in my bed,
I write poetry in my head.
Playing the page with well-worked words,
A mix of adjectives and verbs,
My Voice it resonates with musical sounds
And my imagination knows no bounds.

I like that!
I declare,
So soon I’m rushing down the stairs
To grab my pad.
Scribbling it all down
Did I forget to mention noun?

Forgetting words is just the pits:
That sends me into raging fits.
I’m on my laptop soon enough
To add more verses, off the cuff.

Microsoft Word becomes my home
As now I’m really in the zone.
I just can’t stop myself from doing this I know:
All I can do is let it go.

Paul Butters

i was walking for miles
and you asked me why
i was out so late
it was freezing cold and
the rain was picking up
i thought no one would
notice me but you did
you picked me up and
asked me where i was
going and why i wasn't
home and if i knew how
to make a fire without a
lighter or matches
you made sure there
wasn't a moment of silence
during the whole car ride
and i never noticed you were
driving me home until you
pulled into my drive way
i asked you how you knew
where i lived and you said
remember that time in
elementary school you
invited me over after school
because you heard my mom
left us?
i said yes, i didn't say i
thought about it for years
wondering if you remembered
how when you were going
home that night i told you i
loved you

Some of them abuse you.
Some of the abuse,
is caused by you.
Everyone looking for something 
Many  ending with nothing
Stardom is only for a chosen few.
the rest they blame on you
for doing what they tell you to do.
Some of them want to use you
Most of them are already used.
Look at them, looking in at you
what are you supposed to do,
when nobody knows what to do.
Except for telling these lies about you.
Knowing the can't do it without you.
Using tools of abuse, to doubt you
knowing not a thing about you.

Mystery compels his curiosity,
and he's curious about everything like a child.
Revealing his ticking gears in a timely fashion.
He used to wear his passions and
his heart strung out on the sponge's sleeve,
But it only brought pain; deposition from grief

*So the gift I bereave to you from the ashes of the old me is someone honest and true, who takes chance's Pitfall into consideration. Scribing my words to you how a Phoenix sheds it's plumes. No more I love you's until I feel you saying I love you too.

I remember the day you left me as vividly as yesterday
and how I tried to memorize every detail of your face
when we said goodbye, as if I would never see it again,
because I wasn’t sure if I would be able to live
not being able to remember the person I called my home

I used to think of you as my oxygen,
as tightly-sewn thread,  holding me together,
as a half-finished love story,
you were always something that I swore
I couldn’t live without,
you were always the reason I woke up
every morning feeling brand new,
and I wasn’t even sure life would be worth living
without you

but the clock kept on ticking without you by my side,
and I’m learning to let go, you beautiful creature,
I am still learning,
but one day I will understand
and although my heart still stings when I read your letters,
and even though I feel a pang of emptiness
when the air gets cold and I remember
everything about you,

I am learning how to forget you,
we will always be words left unsaid
but maybe things are better this way
(I will live without you)

Your perfection,
       Toned
    And beautiful
Down to your soul
       Radiating from your pores
   Couldn't know you better
Or anymore
       So in love

Your secrets,
         Scary
   And unknown to me
Deep in your depths
          Discovering one at a time
      Knowing you less and less
  With every darkness
          I find

Your anger
          Morbid
      And apparently deadly
How could you do this to me?
    Throwing in a hole, my almost lifeless body
        I thought I knew you before
   But I discovered your secrets,
             Your lies
      The last ounce of love I had leaves
          As the final pile of dirt covers my eyes
      **Burying me alive