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 May 2018 Mike Hauser
Nikole L
The secret of the night reveals its shine
To the stars she stares then smiled
She closed her eyes and felt the magic of the night
Sweet illusions started to hunt her mind
There, they were dancing waltz under the moon
The music is their heart beat alone

Then reality pinched her cheeks
The stars witnessed her tears
But deeply she breathes
and filled her heart of hope
That maybe one chilly night
They'll look at the same stars as lovers do.
Loving a person that's impossible to be yours is painful and all you can do is to dream and hope for a miracle that
you could be together.
 May 2018 Mike Hauser
No body
Dear anut paula

Yes I am writing you a letter... Why? because.. I never got to say goodbye. You made me lough, you always told me when I came over to eat whatever I wanted. You loved hearing me lought and sing. You always love the fact I dance like I was alone. I remeber christmas, that was the last one with grandma. On the drive back you called my dad that night i'll never forget, dad lost his it,he criedand cried. Then amy passed away and we all lost it. Then.....You passed away in your sleep, I never got to say goodbye.  Dad droped his phone and I almost fell to the ground. I wish I talked to you more. But, I didn't. I'm sorry I never called, I wish I did. I love you and Miss you. R.I.P Anut Paula... You will always be in my heart
I never got to say goodbye :'(
 May 2018 Mike Hauser
No body
I hate
 May 2018 Mike Hauser
No body
I hate the way I look in the look in the mirror.
I hate the way my face looks.
I hate the way my old clothes don't fit me anymore.
I hate how I want to cry, but I can't
I hate how everyone is happy, but i'm not.
I hate when people talk crap about me.
I hate that no matter what I do or say it is never good enough.
Sometimes I think whats the point of living, when your just gonna die any way.  
I'm not perfect
I'm not good enough
I'm nothing
I'm a Nobody
Maybe I'm better off alone
Because then.. No one can hurt me even more then I already do.
I hate........
 May 2018 Mike Hauser
No body
Hi
I am Pikachu
And here is the reason why
My friend and I have nicknames for eachother
and well mine is Pikachu
I love pikachu
He makes me happy
I will always TRY to do the voice and let me just say i'm not that good ..
You might be loughing at me
and well go for it because I like it
I have two stuff aniamls of pikachu and everytime I look at them it makes me happy. My friend nickname is Penguin and i'm Pikachu and together we are two weird friends who are always together. were like sisters
 May 2018 Mike Hauser
Ricotta
white
 May 2018 Mike Hauser
Ricotta
I've thought about it
by "it' I mean suicide

I've thought about it
because I can't stand the thought of having to see my parents grow old

I know I cannot see them screaming for help,
looking for life
and just finding death

I've thought about doing it, really
and I decided not to

because my pain won't ever be as much as theirs would be
seeing me with a void in my eyes
and nothing in my wrists
 May 2018 Mike Hauser
LS
when a poet falls in love with you
you can never die
they will notice the way
you rub your palms and look down
when someone is angry at you
and the way you smirk
as you pull away from a kiss

they will notice how you can't sleep
without your body touching someone else's
how you never crease any pages of books
and how you close your eyes when you dance in your kitchen
with your record player on

they will find all of the words
that they see you as
and turn them into something beautiful

people say you die twice
once when you stop breathing
and when someone says your name
for the last time

if you fall in love with a poet
they will never stop
mentioning your name
you will be alive
for eternity
help me find the paper
with the poem i need
it's a simple piece of paper
with a poem that must be freed
i am asking for my readers
not for want or greed
help me find the paper
and what i write...you'll read

right now, there's nothing on it
it's as empty as can be
i looked inside my closet
and no paper did i see
i found one under a bonnet
but, it wasn't one for me
the missing poem might be a sonnet
can't you help me find it please

the words i have aren't in my head
it's the paper brings them out
until the pen hits paper
i don't know what it's about
once the poem is finished
i can then stand up and shout
i found the piece of paper
this is the one.....no doubt

help me find the paper
with the poem i need
it's a simple piece of paper
with a poem that must be freed
i am asking for my readers
not for want or greed
help me find the paper
and what i write...you'll read
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