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You could tell me that the sky is red
And I just might believe you
Because with that voice
All my doubts were silenced.
By Ajit peter and Paula

Not a day doth pass by
my words to thee shy
love thee and with thee fly
thy love passioned sky
longing thought to hold thee
in pain tis love doth not flee
oh rainbow doth we see
take me in thee arm to feel
sinking in loves pained heel
oh let not go tis heart thou steal
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My heart doth beat for thee
in thy night to be
loves impassioned song
thy love doth no wrong
my heart doth beat free
for all the world to see
thy love ever a shrine
my heart vouchsafe to thine.
I don't wish for my poems to be explained by teachers,
scholars, or philosophers.
I do not wish to have them broken down to find meaning within
or for them to be celebrated by others
because of who I may become.
I wish that my poems speak to your soul, heart and mind.
I want my words to resinate with your spirit.
More than any other words could.
Let the poems, speak to your soul.
Let it speak its own message.
I wish for this to be the examination of my work.
- n.s.
Let my work be, let it speak its own message.
I have no face
I walk around seeing
Other people's faces
And remember them
Inside my head but
Never expect them
To remember me
I have no face
It's true, just look
At photos, I am not
There, I am the faceless
Old women who secretly
Is part of your life
I have no face, I
Have no place but
That which you will
Attribute to me and
From most people
That isn't much, either
So I am left faceless
Will you give me
My face?
Suicide.

Seems so perfect.

Seems worth it.

The feeling of worthlessness..

It makes my *jaw clench..


Lips closed.*

No words.

Eyes stitched shut.

There's no time to heal.

So they say call..

1-800-273-8255.

But, you can't see their face.

What's the point?

There's no hope for this useless case.

**Which is exactly what I am.
people tell other people that they would go to the ends of this earth to prove how in love they are.
but that proves nothing.
anyone can go around the world, to the "ends" of it.

but the ends of this world, wherever the hell they are, they would not mean a thing to me unless you were there with me.

so to prove to you that i am in love with you,
i will go to the ends of this earth,
but only if you come with me.
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