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Fred Kinard Oct 2013
You are not even part of the tree
Far from being deep rooted
Each day your soul wants to leave

Why surround yourself and live your life boxed in
No window to escape
You hear the screams from the extroverts

Nothing more
Nothing more than a sheep
Even your dreams are corrupt
Your name means nothing
Wait...
You're a clown just for laughs and giggles
Fred Kinard Oct 2013
For all the truth that doesn't matter
I sit through the lies.
We are not the same and mathematics can never be calculated by the means of each person step because we walk different and some crawl or don't walk at all,
yet numbers are thrown at me.
Promises cannot be made when the puppet master only directs for self pleasure.
Let my strings that hang play music so I can jig.
I will even dance in Red Sea because I already know land shark exist .
Fred Kinard Sep 2013

She don't trust me
She is forever scorned
Love don't simply live here anymore
When I walked out the door
She said
Love don't simply live here anymore
No matter
No matter what she believes
I'm not the man
The man she makes me out to be
Why can't she see me
I am so much more
And it is her I adore
Fred Kinard Sep 2013
I first fell in love with her when she said she couldn’t remember the year, month, or date.
And time meant nothing because she didn’t know the hour, minute, nor the second.
I placed my jacket over her **** body and looked up at the heavens.
Where did she come from?
It felt like I knew her all my life even though we just met.
She was everything I ever envisioned in a perfect woman.
No …I shall not describe her.

Many yesterdays have passed and we have dance 245 times and she has fallen for me.
Now I am all she knows.
Today, tomorrow, and now her future will be sound.
Fred Kinard Sep 2013
The story never ends
When the cycle of life continues
Beyond any measure of lost lovers
Let her stand strong while she's alone
And allow his misery to forever change him
I question love motives
Yet answers aren't said out loud
If I offered you just one day of passion would you refuse it
The night will produce no glass slipper
The morning will welcome no kiss
So make way for all access and let me in
Fred Kinard Sep 2013
The woman body is designed for my desires.
No matter the shape/
Let her be.
If her rolls unfold /
then her rolls I'll hold.
If she sees a tenth of her beauty than I'll see twenty.
My point...she must understand that she is one of a kind.
True Beauty can't be measured by the masses who follow catalogs .
True beauty is simple with intangible flaws.
If you really love her start with her toes....slowly .
Let her teeth sink in her lips as she waits...patiently.
Work your way up and pull her in closely ...munch.
Taste the fruit and let the juice run wild...lunch.
Fred Kinard Sep 2013
I just realized I fit in no equation.
I'm symbolic,
I'm one,
Nor am I a carbon copy.
I can never truly bond because I am unseen.
My life is between here and there,
trapped in this dimension and this is my hell.
My soul is boxed in purgatory
and my name is a dead language .
Friends
Family
Reject me without warning,
but somehow I survive each morning.
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