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Ethan Solouki Dec 2012
Beauty ,                                                 an illusion of the eye

Love ,                                                an illusion of the mind

Peace ,                                                an illusion of the soul



That is all,
I am,
Here for.
Ethan Solouki Dec 2012
Dearest darkest dreams,
Will you please come to me?
I'd rather meet you in my sleep,
Than bump into you on the streets.
Make me a nervous wreck,
So I could wake up wiping off the sweat,
And go on to living my beautiful nightmare.
Ethan Solouki Dec 2012
Look at me with honest eyes
Make love to me with shaking thighs
Speak words that you only mean
Make the same mistakes, but enjoy the in between
Listen to my every word
I will listen back, make sure your voice is heard
You might lose but never fail
If you need a hand, I will be your bail
When there's no option but to cry
I will be your tissue, and make you dry
So love me but not only with your heart...
You are my subject, let's make this art.
Ethan Solouki Dec 2012
I try to stay away from the reality
My mind can't handle the possibility.
Keep me company, please don't leave me alone
Or else my heart will slip, tears will be thrown.
The one instance that my soul understands
It reaps me, and my soul cannot stand.
Never again will we see that smile
Yes, nor hear you talk
Your personality, only when we mock.
Its hard to face the spot,
When you look truth in the eye
You will blink first cause the tears from your cry.
My words will not suffice, this I already know
I want to help, for now, for tomorrow.
Ethan Solouki Dec 2012
What's left to love?
Everything left with only memories for me to think of.
I try and try to stay on track
But my mind wanders, it keeps going back.
At first I gazed from a far
Wanting to know, you, unknown to me.
Looking closer, I got to see
You were the one with whom I wanted to be.
So from there we grew, planted that tree
From it's forbidden fruit we ate & thrived.
We didn't know it was eating us, slowly inside.
There are certain rules in this world that you must abide,
But they're not out on the table, they hide.  
It goes round and round this thought stuck in my head,
Thinking where did my birdy go?
Ethan Solouki Dec 2012
Risk for A Remedy
A risk for a remedy
Sounds like a fair trade to me
The cure can come from speed
Or relief tasted by a ****
A risk is what it takes
The cure lies in the size of the stakes.

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