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Those who suffer seem more real
than those who don't
She told me she loves the sunshine
his favorite color was blue i know because i when i was with
him all i could think of was blue all i could breathe was violets
all i could hear was the ocean and all i could taste was
the sky on my lips and heaven in my mind

the words i'm sorry have died on the edge of my tongue so
many times i'm beginning to forget how they form i
try to call you sometimes to convince myself that you deserve
an explanation but all i hear is static on the other line
i wonder if you can hear me panic on the other side
and the silence doesn't hurt as much as it used to but the
shock that you are no longer here for me always does

cigarettes are more expensive than alcohol i learned that
this fall and if i could buy you love i swear i would but the
loose change that make up my pockets are nowhere enough
and i have a feeling they never will be

(h.l.)
bye i'm sad
He whom is Perfect, uses the imperfect revealing himself through them.
He whom is without sin, saves the sinner from the eternal final death.
He whom is eternal Savior , rescue those whom are lost in their sins.
Giving them a Purpose and giving them the Grace that they all need.
He whom is total Love, heals the sick thus saving them from death.
The death that leads to eternal life without the only Physician that can save.
For I am one of those whom Christ reveals himself to for we all need a physician.
Whom can rescue us from our sins and Christ is the only one who can save us.
Knee socks
Lace bra
Satin robe
Matching thong

Hair down
Makeup on
Finger rings
Necklace from my mom

Knitted blanket
Love movies
Hot coffee
Poetry

Would be so much better
If you were here with me.
Bored. Ugh!
i.

If thou hadst heaven in the palm of thine hand's
Wouldst thou not cherish that heaven;
That love.

ii.

If thou hadst an angel in thine midst
Wouldst thou holdeth it closely;
To never let it go.

iii.

If thou hadst thine soulmate after a million year's waiting
Wouldst thou grabbeth it up;
Not questioning nor debating.

iv.

If thou hath found paradise
As I hath;
Wouldst thou treat him or her like a king or a queen? Or a material thing.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
Question is this,.. Do you treat your woman as a slave men? And a material thing? And just someone who's there next to you while your forgetting what's important?
And women the man next to you... Do you treat him as a king? Like a human being! Someone who does more than just pay your bills ? Loyal to him? Same for you men.... Question is do you treat your woman and man as a king and queen, for both men and women. No partiality here,... As tomorrow might not come... Remember what's important!!! Your loved ones..,, not the world and its materials.. The point I'm saying is if you had heaven finally in your palms.. ( your loved one) would you cherish it? That's the question...
Since you don't remember
Our kisses,
A long, long time ago
In another life,
Let me send you a thousand
Smiles.
Shall they harvest
The fields of gold
Swallow the stars
And embrace your sky.
God Bless You.
~~
behind the shadow a distinct lost dream  
standing opposite of a long bridge
crossing through the middle cutoff
see the river flowing beneath

illusive calling but can't go
on the edge a dark sharp sign  
known voices floating over
echoing an ego which cover the shadow

how many days offset!
and try to touch the last sunset
still silhouette stands on the shore
what is mystic that always opens the door

the river bumping with waves
between the broken parts of the bridge
passing a phase of life on the ridge
yet subconscious grew a cohesion of dream
~~
@Musfiq us shaleheen
We may not see each other every day here.
But we can message each other from a far.
You have no idea , how Blessed that I been.
By having each of you in my life through the net.
For Friends like you are by far the most precious gift of all.
To have such Precious Friends like you all here.
Are what makes one so rich, far more precious then diamonds.
As far more Precious to me then Gold could ever be.
For Friends like you are what make me feel rich.
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