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2.0k · Mar 2012
Life is a rollercoaster
I don't like rollercoasters.
That is all.
1.1k · Apr 2012
Yearning
When the heart gives in trying,
The soul withers and dies.
The nose surrenders scent,
Vision stolen from eyes.
Ears gather white noise,
The tongue only dries.
The happiness we could have,
You struggle to find.
How I wish I could pierce...
Your exquisite mind.
Why on earth would you be with me?
When you know only of living in 2D?
999 · Aug 2012
1am
1am
I close my eyes and you are with me.
Only we exist together.
Your embarace; my safe arms around you,
penetrates our souls.
You look into my eyes and I exist because of you.
My heart beats for yours.
The poisonous air is cleansed and is sweet,
there is spring beneath my feet.

I'd become religious, just to pray,
we feel like this, every day.
So my lord, some heavenly being,
I thank you; now and forever,
for making this dream com wonderfully true.

I cherrish and love with utter devotion,
holding hands and smiling sweetly,
or under the covers, love in motion.

With my life, heart, mind, body and soul,
I commit, to this, wonderful angel,
and end my skit;
for words are always of a plenty,
but in comparison, seemingly empty,
for nothing written can describe,
the tingles emitted from your eyes,
the touch of your skin against mine...
This ruddy waffling's a sign...
Head over feet, a love so devine,
A feeling so proud that you say "he is mine".
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899 · Apr 2012
RAR
RAR
Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
I have hayfever.
ACHOO.
763 · Apr 2012
Rising Smoke
Your silhouette twitches on my wall
In the flicker of a lavender candle.
To lay and watch for hours is my heaven,
Listen to this candle breathe.
But the temptation to embrace is too overwhelming.
Disappointment ensues reality,
A silhouette can never be grasped.
The wick is short and the wax liquid.
New candle desperately sought, found and lit
Vanilla.
663 · Mar 2012
Wife.
Where are those words which only my heart can speak?
Those which would bring you closer to me?
To outpour my heart into your ears, into your eyes,
To captivate your senses; but not just the five...
To tip you off balance and upsweep your feet,
Bring your head to my chest so you can feel the beat
Of my heart which is pounding so arrhythmically for you
Which it will with no doubt for the rest of my life,
My sweetheart do me the greatest honour... be my wife?
467 · Apr 2012
Correction
You, Sir, are the fool.
416 · Jul 2012
why
why
I go to work
I pay my tax
I make gates
I clean cars
I am a school governor
I am a loving partner
I am devoted to my loved ones
I care for others
I listen
I fix
I worked hard for what I have
I still do work hard for what I would like

WHY ME

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