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 Apr 2016 Hannah Gaines
Alex
You told me that I would never survive,
But survival is my middle name.

You told me that I was weak,
But I'm still here.

You told me that I was too broken to be fixed,
But I have someone who is fixing me.

You told me that I could never be loved,
But I have someone who loves me.

You told me that I could never love,
But I have someone that I love so much.

You told me that I don't have feelings,
But I have more than you.
 Apr 2016 Hannah Gaines
Alex
Run
Hide
Be found
Cower as you wait for the first hit.

Welcome to my life.
Are you sure you want to hang with me?
 Apr 2016 Hannah Gaines
Alex
So many miles apart,
But our love is so strong.
 Apr 2016 Hannah Gaines
Alex
I was thinking about you
And me.
Then I woke up and found out that it was just a
Dream.
 Apr 2016 Hannah Gaines
Alex
I'm an angel with a shotgun
Fighting for my life.
Sometimes, you have to sin to win.

I'm an angel with a shotgun
Fighting to survive.
Sometimes, you just have to believe.
This poem was inspired by the Nightcore version of Angel With A Shotgun and my own life. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=cvaIgq5j2Q8&itc;;=CBoQpDAYASITCKzPrIjCk8wCFdk0TgodtuwHGDIGcmVsbWZ1SJv18IG99en3tQE%3D (Link to the song) Not a good poem!!!
I love the way she makes me feel like I am ok. The wind seems to flow in her, directly delivering her love straight to me. Her face can shine up a room, I love the way she looks. I love the way she worries, and I love that she cares for me. I wouldn't want it any other way. She is all to me. I think I am all to her. I wish I could hold her right now, right this very second. Oh, she is the best, and I can not explain how she makes me feel. I want to show her the world, show her that it is not all bad, because there are people like me who will make her queen. She is my lover gurl, and I am her lover boy, and that is fact. Love is not a strong enough word to describe my feelings to her.  <3
To my lover gurl
Till you can’t walk
Till you are sore,
Yet still smiling
from the thrilling experience,
Till you are sweating pleasure
from every pore.
Till your breath murmurs
my first name with every inhale
Till my voice is the only sound
your ears need to hear.

i would
rest my head on your breast
and listen
Enjoy the sweet tunes composed by
every noted word you harmonize

Tales of your life stories before they became entwined with mine
Narratives about your dreams
About who breaks your glassy heart
And what tickles your eye-ducts
into opening a flood of tears.

an inner world of wishes
she deserves beautiful things,
The Nubian Queen,
Sunflower Child.

~ New-Black-SoUl #NBS
inspired and dedicated to my muse - a banquet of beauty, a model of black excellence and a colourful character and a bubbly spirit. God bless her soul.
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(c) 2016. Phila Dyasi. All Rights Reserved. Intellectual property of author.
 Apr 2016 Hannah Gaines
Alex
Hey, Darling.
Its been almost a whole month
And I have done nothing but cry.
I wish I could have said goodbye.
I wish I could have helped you.

Hey, Darling.
Its been almost a whole month
And I want you back.
You understood my life.
You understood what it was like to be me.

Hey, Darling.
Its been almost a whole month
And I miss you so much.
Its taking all my strength not to join you.
Its taking all my strength to keep on living.
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