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 Aug 2014 Kevin T Norman
Teemers
On a paper, fully loaded
**** that bullet
Fire that pen
So many words I can’t stand still
Heart aching and mind racing
Hold me till im numb I keep pacing
Collect the pieces and let them drop
Addicted to the irony of life
Addicted to the bad habits of fun
The spurge of coldness
Creeping up my spine
My hands are shaking I cant love still
All I do is right in the wrong ways
Mind tricks that blow away
Stronger then your weakness of your throne
Nothing should make sense
Nothing ever makes sense
Already played the games
Already won the fame
Everything should fall in place
This uncertainty
How you feel for me
Honestly, I'm dying inside
It's not right
So now I write and write
And listen to you talk,
About her, about it all,
And it pains me to hear it
About all the crazy *******
But I'm here,  I'll hear anything
Selflessly listening
Being the shoulder, the rock in which you lean
And it remains to be seen
Which direction in life you'll take
Just keep in mind, no matter the road you find yourself on,  
In my eyes you'll never be gone,
There will always be a shortcut, an easy path back
Just get up,  brush yourself off
Take the first few steps in my direction,  
When you get close enough,  
The shadow in the distance will show true perfection
Out of the entire universe, you were my favorite set of atoms.
 Aug 2014 Kevin T Norman
Paige
Air
 Aug 2014 Kevin T Norman
Paige
Air
I shouldn't have
pried on something
that I didn't want
to know the answer to.

But now all of my questions
have conclusions
and I wish they
were still up in the
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 Aug 2014 Kevin T Norman
Amada
I no longer feel alone
For when my feet are submerged in the ocean
I feel the pulse of millions of beings
As I expel a breath from my lungs
I know it will be inhaled by someone like me
Someone who once felt alone
And has now shared life with a stranger.
 Aug 2014 Kevin T Norman
Margaret
The love poems make sense.
The songs make sense.
They always made sense.
But they never made sense.
You ignite me
your voice delights me
if I had the courage
I would make you my wife

Yet I am not worthy
not to one liken to you
for I am a lowly poet
not a notch on you

How my heart burns
just to hold you in my arms
I have no wealth
but a hell of a talent

Let me please light up your life
show you what a poor poet can do
I am not pleading with you
just my sister soul, believe in me

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Those youth
kissed drunken
nights
when it all
loved you
better than
anything
ever since.

Will there ever
be another
moment like
the first.
Spend our lives
comparing it
all to what
has already
passed.

See those living
in their
Diamond years,
with their
bodies still
like stone and
their minds
yet still
a flower.

Soon
you feel the
resentment slowly
rising up your
aching spine like
mercury.

You know
this feeling
it shouldn't be
there.

Unlike them
you know
of the trials and
disappointments
that lay ahead.

Wish them
well and praise
their youth.
For a bit
of your
yesterdays
will soon be
a bit of their
tomorrows.
If only I could bore
Into your skull
Hotwire your thoughts

If only I could crack
Open your chest
Steal your heart back

If only I could tap
Into your spine
Turn that noodle to stone

If only I could slice
Open your belly
Show you what guts look like

If only I could tear
You another hole
Would you put my love there?
Just a fun, cheeky little rant. :p
 Jun 2014 Kevin T Norman
Louise
So another depressing Fathers Day is here
different thoughts in my head appear
Confusion about where I went wrong
no father for me for so very long
The same conversation each and every time
explaining to myself, his issues were not mine
Push away the feelings that I so fear
and worry about it again, this time next year
getting it out of my system today before tomorrow lol
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