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I didn't ask for you.

It was you who,
shining, came to me,
and told me to draw a pineapple.

It was your laugh that
made me smile so much,
from star to star.

It was you, and only
your voice what gave me reasons
to keep going in life.

Now you aren't here.*

Your shining isn't nearby,
and I look for you in space,
I can't find your lips.

Your eyes aren't around,
so there's no mirrors
to look myself into.

Your heart isn't glowing
at my heart, not anymore,
and I don't know what to do.

*No, I don't know what to do.
uh
She sets my sites on where I want to be;
In her arms, where it feels like home,
and where my heart can be free.

I don't want to be on the other side
looking in.
I want to ditch our separate lives,
and let ours begin.

She is royalty,
precious like a gem on every level.
Her touch so soft,
and her kiss so gentle.

She makes me feel so special.
- Ryan Kane (c) 2016
I write to…
get out of my head
to rid me of dread
to understand
to be understood

I write…
how I’m feeling
or how I wish I felt
when my words are bad
when they are good

I write and…
it makes perfect sense
or makes no sense at all

I write…
to connect the dots
to find a clue
to get to a better me
to appreciate you

I write...
Because I have to
 Mar 2016 Mellitta Adia
Susan G
I. Still. Love. You.
My heart is yours.
Take it. Keep it.
Its ridiculous you can shatter it
Yet I wanna give it to you
I deserve more but *******
I want any kiss
Any touch
I can get.
Same girl
Same miss
Same poem
Break me
3/8/16.
***** fueled

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