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grim-raven Mar 2015
Thank you

Little boy with a bit of hope
Just a bit ...
Everybody knows

Dreams filled his teeny tiny mind
Creating imaginations of different kind
Doesn't really understand what other says
Enjoying life with a blurry mess

Been a friend to a *weak fragile girl

Her tears were catch for it seems to hurl
Fakes in those times were epidemic
Lucky for her, he doesn't know how to mimic

They'd grown and grown as time passed by
Created memories they'll remember for life
Not only memories but also dreams
Dreams where both of them can be seen

But the boy seemed to loose it
A news from a far seems to hurt him
A pain that normals can't contain
But he knows how to keep it restrained

Not even a hint ...
The girl knows nothing

Until one day

Struggles hit the girl
Weak and fragile
but, learning from him,
Tried to be strong and also restrained

The day ended
And, as usual
The girl and the boy, they both parted ways
Saying goodbye but they know they'll meet again **someday
Friends are there in the fun part of life
Real friends will appear when the pain struck you inside
When I was a kid I hoped to have many friends
Now, I just wanna keep my real one and only friend
  Mar 2015 grim-raven
SøułSurvivør
~~♥~~

I used to think men
should be more like books
Both you cannot
judge by looks...

If I didn't want to finish reading
I put it down... no heart was bleeding

A book will never fuss or fight
It will stay with you
through the night...

It doesn't smoke. It doesn't drink.
It won't leave toothpaste
in the sink!

It doesn't binge... it don't eat...
It won't leave up the toilet seat!

It don't forget. It doesn't mope.
It won't hog the TV remote!

It doesn't have to have
The last say...
It doesn't have legs

to walk away.

But it's not soft. It isn't warm.
It doesn't keep you
safe from harm.

Even though it makes no fuss
It can't think. It can't discuss.

Even though it has its charms
it can't hold you in its arms.

It doesn't pine. It doesn't miss.
It can't hug and it can't kiss.

So now I think on it again...
... I think BOOKS should be
             more like MEN!!!



SoulSurvivor
2/20/2015
~~♥~~
  Mar 2015 grim-raven
Ant
A tulip of deep lilac
my sentiment to you
my key to your heart
thanking for all you do.

Its fragrance reminds me
of your sweet perfume
like your beauty these tulips
brighten up any room.

Your sensual beauty glorious
as petals caress your skin
delicately tracing your body
my desires your sin

Lilac tulips our love story
sweet romance they tell
you brought me to heaven
resurrected me from hell

Sweet tulips for my beauty
a symbol in the journey we take
a petal for each milestone
a role in each chapter we make
grim-raven Mar 2015
I hold onto you
Cause you came and promised
You'd be fair and true

I hold onto you
Cause you lend and help me
Whenever I need you

I hold onto you
Cause you appreciate and cherished
Everything I do

I'll still hold onto you
Cause you proved
Forever can be really true
grim-raven Feb 2015
It's starting
It's killing
Again and again
It's hurting

Circling inside
Mixing alive
Can't settle
No one can meddle

It's numbing
Blood dripping
Open flesh
Guilted mess

Tears stopping
Head rising
Masking savior
I'm a survivor
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